World war: the most dreaded conflict ever to be looked back on. But could the past turn into the future? Or could the peace turn into the the hate.
Time has passed, arguments have gone by, planes have been drowning and I have been fighting for king and country. My small ears ringing in pain, shots had gone off .
I could only hear the shouting of our opponents. Mist was everywhere with bullets going in every direction. I could feel the heavy breeze of smoke and dust. I was searching frantically for my weapon. I heard somebody shout 'retreat' - I shouted for my squadron to come but they were exhausted.
Each week we are taking part in 'The 100 Word Challenge' to be creative and expressive with our writing.