“Bang,”another bomb went off,the ground crumbled, my heart thumbed. As Jack and I hit the ground taking cover. The felling of the damp, muddy, trench through my fingers it was cold. Your heart never stops pounding.
The sleepless nights digging and digging through the ground my arms are aching as the torrential rain hammers down on as like tiny rocks. It feels like everyday is getting longer, as everyday less soldiers stand fighting.
Jack and I have stuck together all the way through well so far anyway. We met on the ship over here. today is what I think is the hardest so far. It’s cold,haling and people are dying of frostbite. “Bang, boom” three or four bombs went off, having to dive to the ground eating a mouth full off mud, but Jack didn't come down with me instead he fall to the ground.
“Jack, Jack, this can't be the end you're fine,” I yell.
“I,I,” he stammers.
“What, What, no!” I cry, but I know I have to leave him.
“It’s too dangerous we must leave,” the headmaster yells softly. so we built sand operated guns to tricked the Turkish people into believing there was still heaps of us still over in our trenches. It was my turn to sneak off into the darkness and get into the boat. I couldn't stop thinking about Jack.
At last the war zone is free and harmless my wife and kids go back to Gallipoli and see where the Turkish have buried Jack. after searching we find it and my children lay the colourful flowers, and all the memories come flowing back.
Written By Sinead