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Letter from the Trenches
I feel sad because my friend Josh, who is a sniper, got shot by a Turk. I got his gun and shot the Turk between his eyebrows. I had a good laugh at that, and my mate asked "Why are you laughing?". But a big shell interrupted my answer.
Mum, if you made me some of your fudge cake, I would give you a big as kiss!
I wish this would just end. I really want to come back home. I miss my nice, warm bed. We have to sleep standing up, and there are heaps of rats, lice and worms around us. It's really gross.
I am officially sick of bully beef, and one of the biscuits has broken my tooth. The biscuit was really hard. I miss your baking heaps!
Love from your daughter,
Article posted May 1, 2012 at 03:18 AM •
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