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Thursday, 28 September 2017

The battlefield.

Bang!  the sound of war filled the battlefield. Shouting echoed through the gun firing. There was no going back! The Sound of men Crying for Help.
I was following in the steps of my lost grandad. The war went on for a week, my legs ached and I was exhausted.


I was pinned down. It gave me time to look around the battlefield. I saw my friend shot reaching for help. Barb wire was everywhere blocking my path. I had time to think. Think of my family and defending my country. It helped me build the strength to continue.

2 comments:

  1. I love the descriptive writing here Ben. I have a clear picture in my mind of the battle field and what it might have been like to be a solider at that time - nice work!

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