Trench Warfare

To My Dearest Mother, I know its been geezerhood that I have arrived here and I havent merely wrote you or any one and only(a) a all(prenominal)owter. I sightly want to let you know that I have arrived here safely. Could I scarcely say thank you for the parcel you sent me with the new shirts and a bar of soap. They will come to good use. It took me 9 long time to get here. When I was on my way I was so excited and oerjoyed! I couldnt wait to debate what I had seen in the photographs. But when I had arrived I was so scotch with what I saw! It was nothing like the pictures! It was all doubtful and wet with dead corpses in the trenches and all over the battlefield. I looked at their dark and deathly faces, I snarl pity. I myself had gotten myself into this. I was the one that had been brainwashed by the image that this would be fun. Words like that dont come through here. The main word is death. There is no spell sustain now. I have to face my darkest nightmare. exclud e this isnt a nightmare, this is reality. If only it was a nightmare, it would be so oftentimes easier. Yesterday, I saved a mans life. Atleast I hope I did. We were getting ready for the attack from the Germans when I saw my officer only a copulate of metres away(predicate) from our trench. I slowly went step forward and tried to haul his clay inside the trench.

A new friend of exploit called Robert came out to help me. He was a good person. And yes I base was. Unfortunately he had died. The Germans had spotted movement and started shooting. He had got fracture through the head, but luckily I set(p) flat onto the commonwealth and slowly made my wa! y back to the trench. Thankfully, the officer was cellular respiration and a couple of hours later the medicals came and took him away. I felt proud. Atleast that was one person I had saved from the indignation of the Germans. Although what a confound for poor Robert, hopefully he has at peace(p) to Heaven. Due to this, my poor boy had got dirty by the wet mud. And my penalty was filling up sandbags during night. Oh how I dreaded night. Sleeping on or adjacent to dead bodies with...If you want to get a full essay, order of battle it on our website: OrderCustomPaper.com

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