Choose one to write and construct a vibrant narrative about what is happening directly and indirectly.
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Deletei chose the second one because it looks cool because they are smoking cigarettes and it seems that they are taking a break from shooting in the battlefield .
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ReplyDelete“It’s time to take a break” I said. As we were having a good time, having fun, making jokes. This moment was the great, besides hearing the people in pain screaming gun shot. It was just too much to take. That’s where I had to take my mind of the war. I noticed that my partner was hurt, there was blood dripping down his left foot. I look at it and then look at him. He didn't really notice that he was hurt or maybe he didn't want to know that it’s there. I look at everyone to make sure they were okay. I pondered why he would not notice that he was hurt. He looks at me and I looked at him I pointed to my knee and then pointed to him. He nodded and smiled. I was always aware of what happens what was going on. I told everyone to be quiet. I heard a gunshot coming closer that is when I knew that break time was over.
We were all quiet we were ready again to fight but we didn't want to. I saw a ball shaped object. As it rolled I look closer and then it struck me it was a grenade! We ran as fast as we can and we missed it by a meter. That was close I said. I noticed that my partner was on the floor. I rushed to him.
I said “are you alright”
He was still not sure what to say I told to of the soldiers to pick him up and then we look at a place where it was safe for us. I found a place and that is where we were safe for now and it was time to take a break and where we had a good time, making jokes and having fun, that’s where until minutes passed by where I look at my partner leg also when I heard gunshot and knew that break time was over
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DeleteI really like the way you use the word ponder in yours, good vocabulary. The story is good but to make it more realistic, you could have mentioned that the grenade shrapnel flew everywhere
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ReplyDeleteThe reason i chose picture number one is because it looks way better than the other ones because you see them soo much on movies videos its almost like the pictures are stuck on your head but number two you might if seen it but not as much as number and and three.My Narrative. "Uncle can you us the war you fought in" "OK it all started at 1935 and ended at 1945 i was in the U.S. army me and my team went to Korea and we took the boat but Nazi ruled the boat so it was almost impossible so we had to do it mission impossible style"really Uncle"."I am just joking kido. "ohh did you see Hitler". "noo enough with this its time to nap"
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Deleteu cant just judge a picture just because it look cool
you weren't supposed to write why you picked the picture, you are supposed to write a narrative based on the picture.
Deletea story about it, based around it or what is happening in the picture dude
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DeleteAs we huddled around, we lighted our cigarettes. We felt relieved that we could rest. We tried to relax but we felt fear that we might never make it out alive. We had hope that the worst was over but we knew in our heart it was far from over. We knew it just began. We started to discuss what just happened.
ReplyDeleteOur squad was one of the squads that was battling on the side. We were facing two other squads and praying reinforcements would hurry to us. The smells around us was atrocious: blood,mud and gun powder. As each bullet whizzed past me, my life pasted before my eyes. I remembered my fun childhood with my family and friends. I remembered meeting my future wife. I remembered every tear that ran down my wife and daughter 's face as I went away to the military.
Our troops were thinning and reinforcements probably weren't going to make it. Our commander giving us commands like : "Flank to the right" "Push back their center" and "Move back". Our opponents were cornering us and probability of survival was plummeting. Then my squad 's commander made a sacrifice. He made a mad dash right enemy's hand. He shot and stabbed as many as he could and he was killed but right before he died he shouted four words.The whole course of the battle, what he said was " Make my sacrifice count". Those words fueled us not to give up. We fended our enemy off. Our reinforcements came and we took down our enemies. We won the battle.
Our commander's sacrifice saved our lives and gave us that battle. We will always remember him. That brings us back to right now. Where the remaining squad members, our reinforcements and I are trying to relax. We are having a smoke and dreading the next battle.
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ReplyDeleteThe other eleven men of our remaining fire squad are all restless. Our leading officer believes that there is hope and that the British are going to send more Troops in to help us. The rest of us believe that this is our last stand. We Can hear the tanks heading of in the other direction, but of course, they ain’t our tanks, of course they ain’t, only because lady luck is for sure not with us today. I know this for sure though, if this is to be my last stand, I am most assuredly gonna take as many of them sons of guns with me as I can. They can expect us to retaliate, but we will die for our country, we will fight for our freedom and we will fight for what is ours. The boys and I all know we must fight of this oppression; some of us got family to get to back at home, and I got my girl waiting for but not in a body bag.
We lock and load and get ready to move out, it has been a quarter hour since we last heard and motion from any automobile. And none of them flying contraptions they call a plane is to be heard of sighted. It is now or never that we move, or we are going to be stuck in this bunker for quite some time. The men all signal to our leading officer corporal Johnson signals us to go ahead and take aim on anything that moves. When we are outside, we are soaked by the heavy rain that comes in sheets. And we find the skies dark and gloomy. The sight we saw however on the ground is morbid, even grotesque. The body that we saw were all horrid and barely recognizable. We saw our comrades in arms, the other men in our squad. Not much was left after the bombing and motor fire. And there is two are three Nazis standing by. They were no problem
We travel through a trench, and head west towards a safe zone, at least there; there will be a small chance of hell raining down upon us again. The soldiers tire from this march, even more so than before. After all we have been through and all the fiends we have lost, we deserve a break. We settle down in the biggest space we can get in the trenches, only to be caught surprised by even more of them Germans, screw “reserving ammunition” I let loose and sprayed them all with my MP28 from Finland. Unfortunately, this was only after they killed the head officer and clipped me left arm, Kevin was bleeding out. So we ended him quickly, like he asked. We did not know the Germans were this far downs the trenches. We carried their bodies down to camp, out of respect.
This war had taken too many of those who I care about, this needs to end, and we need to capture more land. With the head officer dead in our ranks I am the next to take his place as the private first class. The battle ahead will be short, all we have ever tried was a head on attack, so my troops and I are to head around south and take them on their south flank where they only have one or two machine guns stationed on the wait, to us, it’s called easy pickings. We head out and reach a spot were our snipers can pick ‘em off. Then we go ahead and take their machine guns and use it against them. A brilliant tactic, while they were busy fighting off our main forces, we were in there camp cousin havoc and raining hell on their reserve troops and then picked off the troops with our carbines.
We find a nice little hole in the ground, where their trenches start off, and we have a nice smoke. Just the ten people left in our squad. I take out my pocket watch and look at the picture of the girl I am going to marry when this god forsaken war is over.
-Pfc. John Henderson
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We are currently in the middle of the war, down in the trench that we built. I have been kept away from my family just like other soldiers; don’t know where they are, and how they are. The other army of soldiers are powerful, they keep on attacking us and one by one our soldiers are falling. All we hear day and night is the shootings of the guns, the yelling of the soldiers giving us orders. When one of us goes out of the trench, two things happen, they either die or they kill someone. I never wanted this War to happen but it is… and I don’t even know why. I even heard my fellow soldier mate William Tecumseh Sherman say, “I am tired and sick of war. Its glory is all moonshine. It is only those who have neither fired a shot nor heard the shrieks and groans of the wounded who cry aloud for blood, for vengeance, for desolation. War is hell.” I totally agree with him, many innocent people who live nearby are being killed for no reason at all.
ReplyDeleteWe have a break every night and we take full advantage of it because it’s the only time of the day we get to talk. “So guys what do you think, are we going to survive in this trench? I know we've survived for the past few days but seeing our other friends falling, doesn't seem like we’ll survive.” I asked. Joseph, my colleague said. “Hey don’t say that! Of course we will after all, it’s made by-“his voice was cut off by a gun shot. A bullet just hit the wall of the trench so close to Joseph, it could have hit him! “I think we should get out of here! We need to! Come on! This way!” said the Sergeant. We followed him and went somewhere more safer, more stronger.
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“Okay. Stay low and stay quiet! Any sudden move or noise WILL cost you your life; don’t say I didn't warn you.”
That was Rudy Tumblem. Never really liked him. Always thought he could control everyone. Always thought this was a game of who’d win first, y’know? But this was way more than that. We’re fighting for our country, risking our lives for the freedom of others we don’t even know and all he can think about is, well, himself. It’s absolutely insane if you think about it! I’m Jason Dunne. This was what I went through in the war.
I slowly eased myself next to him and asked, “Hey, didn't you ever think to yourself that this is more than who wins and who doesn't?” , all he did was give me a dead blank stare which I knew meant I should shut up, but I just kept going. “I mean, we are fighting for our country and…”, my voice trailed off at the sight of his gun being raised, everyone else fell silent.
“Don’t shoot him!”, yelled Mimi. She never really spoke, the fact that she did this time and was loud surprise us all. “We can’t turn on each other, not now. We’re all tired; we all want to go home. Just stay focused, please!”
So I have chose the first picture, So in the first picture I saw that they were in a trench ready to attack the other side. So here is the narrative that I have thought about: back in the days of the wars me and my military team were here to take out the other team on the military mission so we hided in a trench to take cover from the other side so they wouldn't attack us, but me I was up for it I could not stay there for much longer because I was there to fight for my country so I had to go, and I saw one of the other guys following me while the others were taking cover for back up if any thing goes wrong. As I standed up with the mini gun in my hands I shot the first few bullets with my mini gun and they ducked down, and it just started the war, all got in to our positions reloaded and got ready and that's when it all started!!
ReplyDeleteits an okay story u should add more details the story is mostly about you i think that you should add some more characters in like your partner or the enemy.
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ReplyDeleteBlood flowed, bones shattered and they light cigarettes?! To them it was just an average day. As if there is nothing new occurring... To them it was like sitting on the porch reading the daily paper. These soldiers simply brush of the pain and even share a good laugh..... How? These men witness things strong enough to destroy the strongest man that ever lived.
ReplyDeleteAs a man who is forced to take photos of this apocalypse I shudder at the thought thinking I'm in some sort of world tour made for savages who love to see hell. The things this machine captures are the very things that should be burned and forgot of. Yet I still continue its insanity!
I never asked for this job, I never thought I would be part of all this hatred, death and turmoil. I was in dire need of money and was given this job "Taking pictures of what you see, that is it" Sounded too good to be true. . The world is a tough place and living in it is much much worse. The things man does to earn the necessities he needs to live life is scary. Be it taking pictures or fighting a war.
I'm simply unnerved watching the terrors I see, knowing that the last thing I could see is through a camera. These things get to you, consume you. You start losing track of time, then your sanity and eventually your life. You actually get to see what man is truly like, what monsters dwell inside of them and what they really are when this beast is unleashed.
Yet these very soldiers standing right in front of me torn up, bruised and fighting for something they don't want to be a part of. They are happy, or at least they are...
This war, this gruesome battle is destroying their conciseness bit by bit and it seems that this laughter and these cigarettes are their form of solitude. They are scared, horrified actually yet they show no sign of fear. That is the definition of a hero. These soldiers don't re-spawn nor get a second chance. They are forced to take lives, forced to kill just for some land. In fact "War is when the young and stupid are tricked by the old and bitter into killing each other, life is complicated...” guess that stranger was right after all. There is no explanation these things just happen and this and the future generation are rotting due to this. So far I have been through a couple of battles and I'm not even sure how much years of hell I have left, it all seems endless for me and for these guys having a smoke.
There doesn't need to be a reason, all this just needs to end. So far everything seems calm but for how long? People say we are on the defense now… great news. Yeah right.
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DeleteOffensive or defensive, it doesn't matter; as long as I return to get to see my children jovial and robust. I just want to see my nation free and independent; I don't want another war to arouse for something moronic reason. Be it due to loyalty for one man or just an excuse. The world does not need another war; the reason can clearly be seen from all this pain and turmoil. But I think, why war? Why do things that are considered inhumane just for something political. I'm definitely a man not in position to ask these questions, but what can I do I just want this to end. I probably need a cigarette.
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the aroma of bodies decaying fills the air
everyone around is aware
the smell of blood
was mixed in with mud
everyone’s passing around smokes
everyone’s gathered around, not cracking jokes
maybe it’s the thought of war
that just depresses us all
or maybe it’s the sound of the guns going roar.
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It was day 595. Very close to 600 and it wasn’t great. The smell of this battlefield was atrocious. The scent of bodies decaying right in front of me was slowing latching on to my nose. It wasn’t pleasant at all. Today, it was my job to help defend our territory, there were nine other men surrounding me, from all angles all but front. We each had a pack of smokes ready to be lit and inhaled. We were quiet most of the time, the essence empowering over any conversation. I began to think, what is the point of war? What would be the impact of war 50 years from now? As I thought to myself, why stress over this, I need to help protect. As I go to light a smoke, we get the signal that it’s time to switch and we could rest. All ten of us gathered around and just lit our smokes, each passing around matches.
“There should be an easier way to light cigs.” mumbles the man next to me, Timothy I believe. We`ve sat next to each other for each shift. But I’ve never thought about introducing myself. I don’t think I have ever introduced myself to any one on the firing team. Maybe its the thought of losing anyone, and i dont think i could handle that much pain.
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ReplyDeleteWe are finally finished in this war. As our leader- Adolf Hitler- wants us to kill all Jews because he is sure that the Jews are culpable for the world war 1 loss, the economic crisis and many other big events we had years ago here in Germany. Hitler plans to have this race banished so all our problems go away which I do not agree with but I don’t have a choice. He has convinced hundreds of people that by killing all the Jews, we will gain more power economically- wise and more land. My parents are convinced that Hitler is 100% correct which is why I’m forced to fight in this war because I do not have a say in any of this.
Anyways, I remember we had received an order to attack the place with the Jews which is the border of Poland. We were in those tanks on our way to the border where I saw all these little innocent children with no clue on what was happening and those horrified parents looking for places to hide to be able to survive. I can imagine all these families on the verge of death yet they remain strong for their children and try their absolute best to keep them alive. And all the way to the border I was just trying to be in their shoes; imagine my parents being Jews, we would all be trying to survive knowing we will get caught and killed just because of an order from one man. It’s amazing how one person can brainwash so many people with speeches.
All I remember thinking was “I don’t want to be here, I don’t want to be here!” but in order to survive, I was aware that I must fight for my survival if I wanted to see my parents again and have a calm future. We had finally arrived to Poland’s border which we bombed and killed as many Jews as possible. I’m just so glad that my five good friends (Arnold, Christian, Gunther, Hugo, and Thomas) are in the same Troop as me so we won’t be so alone, at least we have each other.” The most sorrowful situation would be if any of them get shot I don’t know what I would do, I can’t handle that much for the rest of my life which is why I am going to protect them as much as I can.” Is what I was thinking while witnessing all those bullets hitting soldiers.
We were finally finished with the border after bombs were exploded and shots were fired. And so far all my five friends were still gratefully alive. “You may not leave Poland until you kill all visible Jews in the area, I don’t care if they beg you not to or if they are children. Kill them all!” I recall hearing that cruel voice coming from my commander’s walkie-talkie. “I am terrified, not only do I have to protect myself but I can’t stand the chance to see more people killed! I have to get over this in order to survive, I just can’t, it is such a callous task!!” I say to Gunther but he calmly reassures me that even though we can’t deny the fact that the reason we are here is to murder innocent people, I should think of it in a way that if I survive through all of this I will make my parents proud of me and that’s what I want, so I take his advice and I felt a relief.
On our way back, all of us were on the lookout for Jewish people and made sure we ‘took care of them.’ Right now we are sitting with all my close friends, and some soldiers that survived, and we are talking about what we have just experienced. We are just taking a smoking break. After all that happened, smoking a cigarette is nothing. We are all amazed at how many of us are still alive and how Germany has so much control over this war so far. Hopefully this war will end soon and we could all just go back home. I’ll go back to smoking my cigarette now.
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ReplyDeleteAs they came to sit down and relax for a few minutes, their minds were still thinking about what might’ve been going on at the battlefield. They wondered and discussed how many of their friends are still alive and how many have died? Some started smoking cigarettes and tried taking their mind off from the battlefield and some were still worried and on the watch.
John, the youngest soldier out at war, asked Bob, his best friend, “how does it feel like to see another soldier die right in front of your eyes? Bob replied saying “out at war we all usually become each other’s friends and seeing even one of them die is really, really hard. I’ve experienced it many times myself such as when two of my friends died right in front of me and I couldn’t do anything besides fight for my own life because if I went to help them I would’ve been shot as well. As soldiers we should know that we have come out and risked our lives for our loved ones and their better therefore even if we do sacrifice our lives for them, it would be worth going to heaven. You will understand better when time comes for you to experience it. “John was surprised with the response and nodded his head in agreement.
Minutes later when the smell of gun powder, blood and sweat started to rise where they were sitting them all decided to sit near the waterfall for fresh air. As soon as they seated, the Commander ordered for them all to come back into the battlefield as the enemies were getting were aggressive. While they approached the front line, a grenade came rolling right in front of them. Bob yelled “Move out of the way! It’s a grenade! Run!” He himself had an injured ankle therefore he couldn’t run that fast and before they realized, the grenade exploded…
Bob had died. The other 7 members were at the front line protecting their country meanwhile John hurried back to Bob and broke into tears. Bob’s words “you will understand better when time comes for you to experience it” kept on going through John’s mind again and again. He was in complete shock and totally hurt after losing his best friend. From then on, John sure understood being a soldier wasn’t easy and he would have to be emotionally and physically strong no matter what circumstance it was.
November 11, 1918
ReplyDeleteWhy did World War 2 being? It was taken back and it is said that the cause of World War 2 are taken back to the end of World War 1. Near the end of World War 1, Germany was held responsible for the conflict. Germany was forced to put an end to their force which rose anger in the Germans’. That’s when Adolf Hitler was appointed as leader of the national Socialist (Nazi) Party. During September 1919 he announced his final plan which was to remove the “Jews” permanently. He started to gain more and more power by the day and became Germany’s chancellor. He appointed himself as the commander of every Nazi organisation in the country.
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Soon the cause of World War 2 was the invasion of Poland by the Germans’. After the invasion, Britain and France declared war on Germany, but now that Germany had entered Poland, their ally became weaker and crumbled down. The British Force also attacked Germany. Even Canada and slowly, many countries started to take advantage of Hitler’s fails. There were many battles taking place but everything began to slow down on April 30 1945, when Hitler commits suicide. Then during May the Germans had surrendered putting an end to World War 2.
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Dear Diary,
Now that our commander Hitler is here to guide Germany, our first attack would be on Poland. I personally don’t believe that this is the right thing to do but what can I say? Was I the only one that understood the fact that he was brainwashing us, and made us believe that what we are doing is the right thing? But I couldn’t back down now! I had my country to stand up for; right or wrong. “ Be prepared, go out there and you know what to do!” , Hitler had convinced us to go out and do the wrong thing. I wasn't entirely ready for this...I could see how bold everybody looked and could spot the Jews from a distance. Their grounds looked armed! BOOM! A bomb had blasted and the war had begun! There was no backing down anymore, I had to do this! Everyone had already agreed to fight this war but I just wasn't sure if I quiet wanted to... "Ronald! Pass me that gun! Are the tanks ready? Bombs loaded? All set?!" Everybody was prepared; I had to be too.
March 16 1940
Delete"Alright! Listen! We have planned everything and you will do as I say! We are well prepared so today you guys will go up near the border of Scotland and bomb Scapa Flow naval! Do you guys understand?!" Adolf Hitler was acting very assertive. Once again I couldn't take it! Everything seemed so dull and revolting I would honestly say! The looks on my troops faces were so dauntless whereas I was the only one who showed such fear... * we packed our bags and set off the Scotland. "Quick! Hide get under here! John had a strong voice. All I could spot was families towards the side tearing themselves apart with such fright in their eyes. I was just completely horrified! How could I be doing this to them? TO MYSELF? "Ready? BLOW!" And in one two three... BOOM! Another bomb exploded! We all ran off to our grounds set our guns down and began to fire! HEAD SHOT! Blood squirted everywhere! It was a disgusting sight! In no time Denmark was ours! Norway was ours! France! Belgium! Luxembourg and Netherlands! Our next plan was to bomb Paris! At some point I felt a sudden of so much power but the next I was disgusted and knew I was doing the wrong thing!
September 19, 1941
DeleteBOOM BOOM BOOM!!! 100 down billions more to go!! Today was loud and extreme! Smoke everywhere! We took over Kiev! Over 33,000 Kievs we killed today! Murder.. Not a day went by without a sound..everyday there was news of thousands of deaths! Operation Typhoon begins! We will take over Moscow now! Odessa, Kharkov, Sevastopol, and Rostov! All under the control of Hitler! We are in power now! "Get on! Blow the bomb!! Shoot!! Fire up!!" Bob was swinging his fun here and there! Everything was so violent! At times I just froze! Was this ever going to end! We were here to fight for our freedom not to take and invade other counties! I honestly detested Hitler! I hadn't seen Hitler weep more than when The Soviet troop retook over Rostov! He was so put down! He was never by our side, he just wanted to take over the world! I felt like I was the only one with this. Hitler had already taken complete control over the German Army! Now we were done for good...
January 27, 1943
America was trying to climb into our backs! The raided us with bombs and gun shots! They came out with their 30 inch shot guns and plotted it on our people! We were clueless and the number of nazis began to decrease at a rapid rate! We had to get back on track! BOOM BOOM SHOTS FIRED!! We along with many Italians began to invade massive parts of France! We were once again given more orders by Hitler! " go out there and air raid the cathedral cities in Britain! Don't think left or right! Just go go go! One day we will be in control and things will run the way we want them to! It's a die or try situation!" Finally we got to the border! There was lots of trouble heading our way. We planted our bombs and rushed away! Pulled our triggers ready to fire away! Blood was gushing out into the air! Today I was shot in the arm! The wound it pretty harsh but I'm sure it will heel. I was afraid, my body didn't have much resistance! We tried to break our way out. I was becoming more frail by the day! All I knew was that there was nothing to be proud of afterwards... I didn't even do the right thing, I was fighting for my country by adding more grounds? This was terrible! Looking at all these families faces and tears! Looking at everybody dying! I couldn't even take the fact that I was killing half these people! What could I do? Hitler was onto us!
September 2, 1945
It's over! It's all over! Everything is over..finally I was waiting for this day from the beginning! Hitler had commit suicide so we just had to surrender! No more Hitler no more orders no more shooting and no more blood! Peace..finally! I hope there will never be another war to experience!
I gawked at my legs as the blood dripped down, there was no time to waste for a cut, I mean it did hurt but that didn't mean that I would be a coward and get scared over a minor cut. There were people out there who were dying being tortured and slaughtered while there was me who were hiding behind tree thinking about what to do. I remembered when I lost my friends and I had done nothing but watch them die, my eyes watered as I visualized my friends swearing and shouting, they had helped me escape by telling me to take cover but they could not quite save themselves on time. I remembered the blood dripping from their bodies as I had just started shooting and tried my best to save them. But I couldn’t do anything. I feel ashamed of the fact that they had lost their lives to give freedom to others while I just sat here gazing off.
ReplyDeleteAnyways, I was hiding in the trenches as I heard big footsteps, I started to take cover and get my gun ready, all of a sudden there were loud gun shots as I heard soldiers shouting at each other, it seems that the other Canadian soldiers were also in the area. I looked up and my eyes were set to the dock near the water where there were many Canadian soldiers running across the shore as the enemies fired nuclear missiles at us. There was a huge mist near the water but I managed to see a ginormous ship it looked as if it was a Battleship in which the Royal Canadian Navy had boarded. And the most important thing was that it wasn’t just any ship, it was the Canadian Frigate HMCS Kokanee, one of the most prestigious ships the Royal Canadian Navy had owned. I started to run toward it but all of a sudden there was a loud rumbling noise that sort of went pew –pew and there was a huge explosion right before my eyes and I was so thankful I hadn’t reached there on time. But I had realized that the thousands of soldiers in the ship had all been killed by some vast explosion. I realized that the enemy had dropped an Atomic bomb through their fighter jets and I watched as the Albatros D.I the enemies had used the technology that the Americans first used on August 6, 1945 against the Japanese to slaughter thousands of our soldiers.
I looked away as I saw the other soldiers they had all seen what had just happened and they were all terror-stricken and realized that the enemies could shoot another atomic bomb any other time and that they would have to pay attention to every sound. The atomic bomb had caused a lot of smoke and we were all coughing and many people had started to get sick already. We decided to move away and get fresh air. We decided to go on break since many of us were hurt, injured or tired. I remember sitting at home with my sisters, we used to go to my backyard and sit on the swings, we used to then chase each other around as we played tag, I remembered how scared I was when my sister was looking for me while we played hide and seek, back then if we were found we would simply lose the game but now if we were to get caught we were slaughtered, I wish I was back at my house where I was safe and sound and enjoyed life. But now my parents were dead and there was no point of staying at home, I’d rather make the country proud by making a sacrifice!
DeleteI yelped as I saw the enemies running at us I jumped back to my feet, pulled out my gun and started firing with my Lewis Light Machine Gun. I fired rapidly from a far range but all of a sudden we were overpowered, the Germans had MG 08's which fired very heavily and rapidly we only had light machine guns and there were only four of us, and six of them, I watched as two of our soldiers got shot And then Sergeant William Alexander was rapidly being shot to death. Aghhh! I shrieked I was shot in the leg, I thought I was going to get shot even more but strangely they just left us there, with my leg bleeding and the three other soldiers just lying there dead. My leg was killing me and before I knew it I was unconscious
I wondered where I was? I was on some clean bed in some cozy warm place. This was the first time I had been so comfortable, considering that I had been lay in the trenches for so long. Then some lady came out of the kitchen I was assuming she was a nurse and she introduced herself and I was right. She asked me if I wanted some food and I gladly said yes I was starving after eating barely anything for such a long time. I realized she had but bandages on my leg where I was shot and also put a bandage on my cut which wasn't really necessary but, to be honest it did feel very good. She gave me some Tylenol since I had a cold due to staying out in the trenches for so long. I realized that I was very cozy here but it was my duty to go back to the battlefield, she consisted that I stay but I didn't listen, I don't think the other soldiers were this cozy and if I was then it's not fair. I walked out the door and there I went walking into the battleground.