Friday, 1 April 2016

A soldier's tale
My cloths are  and covered in mud i am very sick and all i want is to be home with my family.  safe  from all those nasty thing around me.  
My friends are being shot, i am in pain all i want is to be safe from enemy fire. The mud is squelching in my boots. blood in my eyes.
my men look like they have taken drugs,they seem deaf. We need to run gas bombs start to fall bullets whizz past us suddenly one of men falls face first on to the ground he has been shot in the leg we have to leave him we slip on our gas masks and trudge on
RUN!!!! i Scream put on your gas mask you idiots run i think the base is this way.
 fionn is two slow and falls in pain the gas is bursting his lungs killing him slowly he screams out dieing,we all run.
the gas is now very thick dirty green even with these gas i can still hardly breathe through the thick we charge through.
I can see fionn slowly dieing his body is losing blood
Imagine your friend lying on the back of the truck  
The blood is souping up it looks like tomato soup
Now is it up to you  do you want to die for your country

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