The Dark Field…

My earliest memories are of anger and suffering, the war had begun, on Monday, the first day of the war. A young man named Jonathan was sent to battle. His cold and wet hands were shaking in horror; a loud bang started. He thought he would later die.

Jonathan found himself lying on the floor with a bad wound on his leg; he was shot. He discovered some water from a river and a bandage in his jacket pocket. He was able to get up. A miracle happened! Jonathan stumbled across a deserted cottage,he had found shelter.

The next morning, Jonathan decided to set off to a new place to hide out over night. he was becoming tired and desperate for shelter, warmth and food, an old man walked past him, he looked at the the brave soldier on the side of a road and said…”You are hurt, come with me!” So Jonathan followed him, there in a large mountain was a big cave, both gentlemen went inside. The elderly man had a large grey beard, that made his eyes stand out, they were as brown as chocolate. The stranger gave him food, company and shelter for the dark and misty night a head. He fell asleep watching the flickering flames of the bright fire.

The morning sun shone through the cave entrance. When Jonathan woke up, he felt a strike of fun in his heart,he had forgotten the war, then his happiness faded. Jonathan had remembered all the pain and terror of the war . The only time he had felt sadness like that was when he saw his dog getting taken away from him. The old man came in wearing a shabby black cloak with black and grey trousers. his beard looked grotty. Jonathan had never noticed this, it was covered in blood, food and mud. Jonathan asked the old man why he was living alone in the cave , the old man said "I have been in a war and lost everything , including my family.My wife and three children had been living in the city,while I was away in the war,our house had been bombed." Jonathan felt sad,he sat with the man,they talked as he cleaned his wound and put on another bit of fabric as there was not another bandage.Jonathan did not want to leave the cave and old man,he had to go on.

The old man offered Jonathan his M16 gun for protection,Jonathan thanked him and left the cave, he went back to fight. He shot thousands of people. The war went on and on. Jonathan found a grenade and pulled out the tiny ring. Throwing it high into the air, and landing a couple of inches from the other sides trench. A loud BOOM! flooded the field. He did not want to kill lots of people but he had no choice. he had to fight for his country and the old man who gave him shelter.

By Tom Annison.