25 of April 1915

Dear Family,

I’ve just got off the ship and onto little boats.

People are drowning already. We had to run up

the beach with bullets flying everywhere. I am really

scared, my friends were dying all around me.

I don’t want to stay here it’s the most scariest

thing in the world. I’ll write again in about three

months.

Have to go

Peter

 

 

 

15 of July 1915

Dear Family,

My friends are all dead for except Jack.

Jack is a stretcher carrier. He’s found

a donkey, that helps him carry the

wounded back to the trenches. We call

him the bravest of the brave. I’ve got

wounded but now I’m fine. I’ve shot some

people dead even though I didn’t want to.

I really miss you guys.

Peter

 

30 of July 1915

Dear Family,

Jack my only friend that was still

alive has died. He got shot while saving a

soldier. That soldier was me. The donkey

kept on carrying me down even though Jack

got shot. I feel guilty for Jack’s death.

It also stinks a lot, it smells of dead bodies.

Bye Peter

 

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Naomi