Creative Writing: All Quiet On The Western Front

As the 104th moves on from their real first test of battle, Stash is relieved he made it out of there alive. One thing for sure that this first battle taught him is always to be aware of what is around him. He told himself, just like in training, he can’t take his eye off anything from this point forward. He now knows this is real. There is no going back now. For now, Stash gets a moment of rest. The battle has ended with the Germans being pushed back further after suffering what appears to be heavy losses. His unit is ordered to get some sleep right after they woof down some food. They will indeed be required for additional service Stash sits down and rests his back against a tall oak tree. Acorns are still littered on the ground, so

The sudden loud noise jolts him to attention. He isn’t too sure where he is or what is going on but he knows from the little experience he has, he needs to take better cover; more than just this tree but he is pinned down. He can’t move even if he wanted to. All hell breaks loose. Guys are firing in all directions as more German shells explode dangerously close to them, creating craters in the dirt. Spent shell casings, shrapnel, and even body parts are starting to litter the landscape. Stash knows he’s in trouble. Ammunition is coming from all directions as guys scatter to find cover. Guys are shouting to take cover and return fire. No one knows the exact location of the German army, and with all the wild shooting, they have as good a chance hitting one of their own as they do hitting the Germans. Stash continues to take cover behind the oak tree which just a few minutes ago which gave him comfort during his nap. No sooner has he rolled over to take cover behind the tree, then several rounds from a German machine gun nest open up on the very spot Stash was resting in. He grabs his M1. Still in a haze from his sleep, he tries to decide where to point his gun. There’s so much smoke and commotion he fails to see the

He, along with the rest of the unit, will need to find safer cover. But where? Directly in front of them on either side is the German army dug in. They don’t know the strength in numbers of the Germans, but from the number of rounds, it’s not a small platoon holding out. It’s most likely several units. To their rear is a wide-open farm field offering no shelter of any kind. Stash can see out across the field some of the guys with him are not so lucky. Lifeless bodies strewn across the field, mowed down by German machine gun fire as they try to flee the