WHY I JOINED THE BRITISH ARMY

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Why I joined the British Army

Dec 22 1913

A storm was approaching. War was coming. There was no doubt. It had to happen and it will. This won't be like others my mum says. It will be huge. Many will die. Many will be hurt. Many women will be left widows. Life will be hard. I seen wars before, I've seen battles a long time ago. I saw my father die, I saw his bullet wound straight in his heart. I remember when my mum spent hours crying and weeping on the window ledge. Will it be the same fate this time? If I join, will my beloved have to undergo the same?

War won't be long, some of my friends say. They have already joined the regiment and are now training to be officers. Just yesterday, my best mate was telling me how interesting it was. To be able to hold pistols and guns and fire at will. To be able to take a vacation, and travel to other countries. Yes, all this might be right but what about the fighting? No one ever spoke about that! Weren't wars supposed to be bloody fights between two powers?

Life was becoming a burden, mum was sick and my father was dead. All of them left their worries on my two shoulders. I had a girlfriend, and wished I could marry her, only to find out that my mother hated her parents. I couldn't do anything when they pulled her away. Life was too hard. I was board of the same job, the same everyday clerk how brought tea to the officers. It was too much, I had to get away. Life had now turned into smoking and alcohol. With no one to stop me, I returned late at nights unable to walk in a straight line. Life was a burden. I had now resulted into meeting my love at night, and secretly romancing. It was too much as I had to pretend to hate her at day and love her at night. She, herself was becoming a bit pricy, and wanting more each time, and I couldn't give it to her. She wants a baby.

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My personal life was too complicated. Way too tangled to be explained, life was split into so many strings, which just kept destroying themselves. It was too hard. I had to get away. Just yesterday my boss was shouting at me, all because I forgot to add two teaspoons of sugar instead of one. That was unfair. I heard that my friends didn't have to work anymore! They did not have to work! Great! No problems and no worries. No one cared. They were being transported to a secret location where they would be trained and go onto the ...

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