Creative Writing: Ronald Reagan And The Cold War

One at Launch

The year is 1983 and the cold war is now in full affect. Ronald Reagan and Pope John Paul II attempted assassination happened 2 years ago and everyone's eyes are still on Russian for both. The tensions between the United States and Russia are at an all time high and everyone in America is on high alert. The U.S. has thousands of nuclear weapons in its arsenal. Being able to know the locations would help Russia greatly.

The only problem is finding a way to sneak more Russians into the American. Finding a point of entry will be the first objective for those loyal enough to die for Mother Russia.

Two men sit in front of a table scattered with papers and folders, surrounded by armed guards. The door swings open and a man painted

“Right over there is the gym” he says as he points to several doors. The bell rings and a flood of people rush from every angle, all going in random directions. So much chaos of loud chatted but you can’t understand any of it and then a bell rings again and it disappears in a flash. “Hey john you better get to class before the teacher gets mad” Chad yelled at a kid walking towards him.

“It’s my off hour” John said.

“Well then you have to show these two your beat boxing, he’s the best here at it” Chad exclaimed. Jarred and Sam both looked at each other in confusion as neither knew what beatboxing was. Then they hear this weird rhythmic noise coming from John.

“You two never seen that before?” John said.

“Oh… Well.. Our country is a third world country so we don’t hear of many outside trends” Sam said. The rest of the day they continued through the school and waited to be picked up again by their recently founded uncle Vin. Vin pulls up without the happy expression he’s had so far. Jarred and Sam both enter the car to a radio station playing American Made.

“Boys you know of a kid called Chad Evers?” Vin said without turning to look at

He drives them a mile off from the location for them to walk up unseen. Jarred runs to the location, leaving Sam in the dust. Sam yells at Jarred but he was already past the hill to the location. When Sam finally reaches the location, he sees Jarred laying on a concrete slab with blood splattered everywhere. He knew that it was a set up and there was nothing to do. He scanned the area, took Jarred’s belongings and left back for Vin’s car. Once Sam got into Vin’s car alone, Vin knew what happened and didn’t question a think.

“So the location is false as well?” Vin said.

“It was all fake” Sam replied. Vin drove Sam back home and then went to take with his Russian officials. They were not pleased and demanded that Sam be sent back to Russia at once. Sam does was his country wishes, knowing death will be upon him. He failed his country and that is the one thing you can’t do. Once Sam arrives in Russia, he is escorted to a courthouse in beautiful capital of moscow. “You are being conviced of treasony, how to you plead?” The judge demanded with a booming voice.

“Guilty” Sam said with his head to his