Mars

[Mars]

Dear old lady:

It’s the first day in the trench. I don’t want to write to you because it’s so terrible in it. The bomb often drops, and the reports of the guns was shouting in the air. Sometimes bayonets flew all over the sky. The only thing I can do was waiting because it’s too dangerous, I can’t aim at enemies, and I’m not the one to cross the No Man Field. I often want to try to them, but then, more bullets flew just I didn’t pay the attention to another bullet! This bullet flew right to my lower leg, and I got my wound, so I’m still in the hospital!

Love,

Albert Andrew.

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