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My Last Day In WW1-Personal Narrative

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“My Last Day in WW1” Get down Jimmy! Get out of the way, Jimmy yelled back at Steve. We were getting sprayed with bullets. I got hit in the hand and it took one of my fingers off. Jimmy was trying to help me, but it took two other people to stop the bleeding. The next thing I knew, the trenches were filled with poisonous gas, thousands of soldiers had died that month because of the gas, even one of my best friends died, I was devastated. Then there was this big ole tank shooting at the trenches, I was scared half to death. Jimmy and I didn't know what to do so we took off down the trenches. We started shooting at the tank, but it didn't do anything, the bullets just ricocheted and made a few sparks but that's all it did. After about
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