It was a brutal battle but it wasn’t over yet. Every day the gunshots would get closer to the trenches. Every day we would hear the crackle of machine guns and the screams of pain. As my friends and I crouched down and plodded along the trench we could hear people outside. They were Germans. We loaded our guns and BANG!!! They were dead.
That was the first person I killed and I didn’t want to do it again. Suddenly there was a whistle in the air – it was a strange object. As it flew towards us I couldn’t see what it was. Suddenly I realised it was a missile.
”GET DOWN” I screamed.
But it was too late…