A Soldier's Tale
I fell to the ground and so did the others. We all were stiff and the air was cold and full of coughs and murmurs.
I tried and tried but the line was to long and I knew I wouldn’t get through it, but forchinataly I did through the big line I fled with men staring at me.
I can feel what they feel and me aswell I know they can’t see or hear the gas shells behind them and I feel like they're going to die as well, they look like old men trying to run a marathon after having no sleep but I guess they feel like it aswell.
Run save yourselves the gas masks are on the floor in your kits hurry hurry get them on in at least 4 seconds now!!!
One man was on the ground still putting the gas mask on but it was too late the gas took over I ran to him but I didn’t know he died I saw the poison in his eyes but I was lucky because I got in quick.
The clouds of gas took over and it looked like I was in another land by myself. I could hear the voices of dying men and suffering yelps.
I heard a weird sound coming towards me and I freaked out but it was only the man who nearly died but this time I know he is going to die this time.
How would you feel being behind the wagon watching your best mate slowly die in agony and pain and seeing this poor man fall to the ground and die the man was pale and shriveled?
What would it sound like to hear the man dieing and coughing up blood?
Would you like to die for your country? The questions up to you.
