My reading group are reading books about the war. This is a diary entry I wrote as if I was a soldier at war.
5/9/1915
The bullet in my heart
It was a hard day today. Jimmy got shot in the leg. He’s going back home and the nurses think he might survive. They got the bullet out. I spent the afternoon digging out a new trench with some of the other blokes. I’ve been here for two weeks now and it seems like more men are dying each day that goes by. I feel like the war will never end. I feel as if the rest of my life will be full of bullets, guns and trenches. As if I will never be free of this horrible world.
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