Thursday, 23 April 2015

Tom 100wc

the dusty trenches
inside the deadly battlefield, blood was oozing down my neck whilst haunting gun shots were skimming past my ear. Danger awaits. I was sweating ferociously.

My only friend was struck by a stray bullet. Taking my metal helmet off in disgust I said a solemn prayer as I buried him in the gruesome trenches: x marks the spot where my tears fell on his grave.

I was dehydrated because there was no water to stop me from fainting.
Feeling like a rollercoaster,I became dizzy.Struggling ,lost, through no-mans-land the situation over came me, and i fainted...

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