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From the Trenches
Dear Mum and Dad,
I am very sad because a Turk shot my friend. I grabbed my gun and shot that Turk.
It is very cramped in this trench. I want to come home. This is very scary, and I am missing you.
We eat biscuits that are as hard as rock, and we eat bully beef and drink tea. I have lice all over me.
It is awful being stuck inside this trench for eight months. Right now me and my friends are setting up barbed wire so then the Turks won't be able to come close to the trench.
For tea we have bully beef stew. I have been hit by a shell and I have bandages on my legs. I am okay. We built a roof over our trench and I feel safer now. I picked a poppy and I am going to keep it forever.
Lots of love from your daughter,
Article posted April 28, 2012 at 10:36 PM •
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