I picked up my gun and started to load it up with my bullets in my side pocket. Next to me my friend started praying and crying. On the other side I saw my friend shivering and walking clumsily up to the trench. Before the call for go, I started to kiss my chain which had the Holy Cross
Suddenly there it was a signal to go. All of us slowly looked side to side at the other soldiers around us. We all slowly climbed over the large trench. We all started to walk slowly altogether in a straight line and parallel across a large barren land called No Mans Land.
There was still no attacks made on us and no one was down on the floor blown into pieces. We were wondering why it was so quiet and calm. Did they want peace on this day as it was a very bright and warm sunny day? We are still half way up to No Mans Land and still no attack.
We kept on going. There were a few little smiles on our faces. We started to run. We knew victory would be ours. What is going on, still no attack. Our smile started to grow. We could smell the glorious victory.
Suddenly I saw a greenish, yellow cloud of fog coming towards us from the enemy sides. What was this cloud of fog with a colour of green? We watched in amazement. The cloud slowly came towards us. The fog was like a ghostly image, flying around clumsily covering a large area of the sky. It was everywhere.
I stopped. So did everyone else. I slowly turned round to the soldier standing next to me. It was my friend. The person who I slept next to, and the person I ate, smiled and cried with.
He was kneeling down onto the floor. He was coughing. He was screaming. He turned around, looking up to me. He was holding my leg, shouting, help me, and help me my friend. His eyes were all white. I heard slight fizzing noises coming from his eyes. He was coughing. He was coughing out blood. Then some sort of organ. I cried out loud, “no……..no………..no” I looked everywhere at every other soldier on the field. The same thing was happening to everyone else.
What such horrible image. Could this be hell? Hell which god has chucked us in, to be punished. I knew it.
This is my final few seconds of my life to think about my family I have left behind for this war and now for the rest of my life. How could I be so stupid?
Why did I join the army, why, why, why. Is this what life is all about. Was this what was planed for my whole life time by god. Why did I join, why, why, why.
