ARMY
It all began when Peter and I were sitting in the shade opposite our tents, talking about all the wonderful things we had in life. He seemed very contented, as he was going home early. He was saying how fortunate he was, as time went by not noticing it was nearly dawn we saw two strange looking birds, Peter went to investigate even though I warned him not to, as there may be great danger ahead. But he ignored me as he usually does, as he got a clear view of them he screamed, “MASKS!” It was like as if my body was cursed, I stared as the military planes polluting the atmosphere with its horrifying gas. I watched the way he looked at me trying to cough his way out; his sore eyes were flooded with red blood. His face began to turn pale green it was devastating just looking at him. He fell to his knees with his hands bonded around his neck it all most looked as if he was strangling him-self, for a second, I thought there were worms crawling on Peter’s forehead, but then I realized they were his veins dangerously close to bursting. He ears were like cinder; his hands became all sticky and sweaty. He looked at me as he never done before, it was like if he was trying to tell me something, but no voice would come out apart from his vomit, which wasn’t even natural it was a combination of purple and red, at this stage he found it hard to breathe, I watched cautiously as he took his last breath and flew out the night less sky.
