It was a day like any other, nothing special, but I was sick of it. I was tired of the dally routine. It had been years sense my last vacation, and I decided that I deserved one, after all it had been years since my last break. I decided I would go to Japan, it seemed interesting after all. I booked my flight and three months later I was on a plane headed for Tokyo. I was having a lovely time in Tokyo so I decided to explore more of japan as a whole, I took a train to Hiroshima, but on my way there the train stopped in a city named Obama. At first I thought it was funny, but then I looked out the window. There he was, president Barack Obama, he looked back at me and pointed. All of a sudden he disappeared as the train started moving again. At first I was thought I was hallucinating, but then I turned around. There he was. In a flash he grabbed me by the neck. CLOSE GUANTANAMO! He screamed as he belted me across the face. There was no way to win and I knew it, all I could do was die. But then he disappeared again. I didn’t know why until I realized that we where out of city limits. I was safe from Obama’s wrath. I was safe, or so I thought. 12 minutes later I heard the roaring of a rocket. Obama has declared me an enemy combatant and ordered a drone strike on my position, as my final thought when through my mind I said my final words. “Curse you Obama.”