I have been fighting for six months now and I don't know how much more death I can bear. I don't feel any pride in fighting or dying for my country. All day long all I see is people dying and I think I am next? Will I be alive tomorrow? I see people jump up out of the trenches alive and then two seconds later fall back down dead. Two weeks ago while sitting in the trenches someone started yelling GAS! GAS! In that instant I feared for my life. I grabbed a gas mask, hoping that I would get it on in time, so that I would live to see another day. There aren't enough gas masks for everyone so I had to watch my friend suffocate from the gas. I can't believe I am here and I wake up every morning wondering if I will wake up tomorrow. Pray that the war is over soon and I am able to return home alive.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I’m OK for right now but I don’t know how long I can stay alive because the amount of gas they blow-up over here. All the dead body’s that are rotting and especially the rats that carry all that bacteria are making me sick down here in the trenches. It’s like a game down here we go over there and attack then they come over here and attack back and forth back and forth and it goes on into the night. I can hardly sleep because of all the bombs they send over here and explode on top of the bomb shelter. It is so brutal down here just the other day some guy came over to our side I tried to drop a grenade on me but knifed and shot him before he could drop it so it fell on him and blew up it looked nasty. Every day I have at least a foot of mud on my legs and my boots are getting crusted with it. My legs are getting sore and it’s hard to walk or run so I just get up and start shooting from where I am but every other hour I have to put on a gas mask and climb to higher ground but all these new recruits keep pulling off their mask and set it down and it would roll down to where the gas has settled and they would go after it and inhale...
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