25 April 1950
As I land in Anzac cove my legs are
Asleep from the long journey here. as I struggle up the dirty,dusty,dump hills I smell the revolting smell of rotting dead people and food. As I work through the fields I see dead bodies scattered throughout the fields tears start to flow down my cheeks like a fast flowing river as I think about my beautiful family most of all I miss my kids my 2 year old son and my 8 year daughter I miss them already and it hasn't even been a week we have to carry half of our Bodie wait just on our backs not including our gun and bullets. We set up camp and dig our trenches and try and get some sleep and start attacking tomorrow
You used good descriptive words
ReplyDeleteYou used good sentence starters
I think you need to use paragraphs