AbbyR2007

=**Another Day of War**=

alertness, our bodies ready. Starving bellies and much thirst. The smell of rotton corpses lie in the air. Some injured are soon to be dead.
 * Sitting in this trench watching, tense waiting,

All i know is war and all of its horrors. We soliders come out over the trench to attack. I watch people fall, Guns rattling explosions are roaring. My legs get weak, I can't run, frozen. You have to become thickskinned to try to survive. We march and are no longer an individual. Cries are heard inbetween explosions, I tremble in my skin, Try not to be a coward cause then i will die. To a solider the earth means so much. A man cries in my arms, terrified, While he dies i sit there in shock I shoot to put him out of his misery. Forgetting my past, I think everyday will be my last, I hope i survive, Cause a day does not go by that i think i am going to die.**