Andrew's+Diary+entries

//__ April 25 1915 __// // Three months of waiting the tensions killing me I just hope the guys with the guns don’t do the same. // //__ April 25 1915 later that day __// // Barley the first boat landed BLAM BLAM. We were ambushed. I heard someone shout everyone overboard I struggled on my heavy pack and jumped into the water a shock of freezing cold hit me. My wet pack dragged me down under the water. In some ways this was. Good it provided cover from the bullets the bad part was it was drowning me. When I reached the shore it looked like it was raining bullets the sound of chaos met my ears as well as the constant roar of guns. I scrambled up the cliffs. Someone else was beside me. I thought I recognised him I was about to call out to him when bang he lay over dead. This just made me scramble up the cliff faster the ring of bullets still in my ears. // //__ April 27 1915 __// // I woke up to the already familiar disgusting and dead smell of the trenches. I couldn’t believe it was it was worse than my dad’s socks. Thinking of my dads socks brought a sharp pang of homesickness iv got to stop writing I’m on water duty today. //
 * // Diary entry //** //__ October 1914 __//
 * // Wahoo, //**// today’s the day. No more waiting now I am going to be the war hero I’ve always dreamed of being. I waved along with the other guys my comrades. I can see my mother’s anxious face staring out of the crowd. I tried to tell her it would be all right but she couldn’t her me over the roar of the crowd. Id already met my cabin mate a good called Alistair a bit obsessed with technology though. //