It happened so fast. The balloon was shot, by which man or woman I know not. It hit her in the chest. It wasn’t instant, but it was quick. She fell back. We had very explicit orders, never stop shooting when a soldier falls, even if they are your sibling. But I couldn’t resist.
I’ll never forget her last words. “It hurts.. Damn that f*cking hurt.”
I fired the rest of those balloons with tears in my eyes and the knowledge this would make a great story on imgflip.