Creative Writing: All Quiet On The Western Front

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It was a cold autumn evening, colder than normal for Germany around this time. Franz looked at his pocket watch, it was about quarter after 11. The swastika was worn proudly on Franz’s left upper arm. He saw the animals within the barbed zoo, striped like zebras. Hanz was enjoying a piece of bread his wife prepared for him this morning, but his face had a look of discomfort. “Might I try a piece?” Franz asked politely. Hanz broke off a piece and handed to him. “Why this is delicious, how can you look so displeased?” “Can’t you see what we are doing to there poor people? What have they done?” Franz was shocked he could even remark that idea. “Those things?! They are not people but brutes, attacking our way of life! They are the reason we lost the Great War! …show more content…

As they walked to the small shack with walking skeletons standing out front, enough to fill the shack from floor to roof, Franz started to laugh. Hanz glared at him, disgusted. When they got in front of the nude, shaking bones, Franz got the self described genius idea to throw the remaining amount of bread in front of them and said “If you can get it, you can eat it.” A moment of silence fell before them, until one of the animals roared forward attempting to grab the bread. Suddenly all of them ran forward trying to get to the bread. Punching, kicking, anything they could do to get to it. Blood flew from the pile, when one elder man finally grabbed the bread, another younger man jumped out and started to beat him mercilessly. “Hershel, Hershel, my son, it is me your father! I got your bread for you Hershel! My son, stop!” The fists kept coming upon the old man, until he stopped moving. The boy started to eat his spoils as the men backed into a orderly line