It’s been 8 long months since I last saw your darling face. I long to hold you close in my arms one more time. Sadly my dear, that may be the last time I ever embrace you. You see things here in the God-Forbidden trenches are so grotesque that men are dying left and right. They have even resorted to burying them in the walls, making an awful stench. It’s such an unlawful way to be buried but there are so many dead bodies that if we don't get rid of them, the rats, which get as large as cats, will eat their flesh away. I would not wish to be feasted on by rats, so why them? Why do we get selected to die a certain death? Why can’t we chose what happens to our bodies when we’re gone? I watched my best friend die in front of me today. Jane, It was …show more content…
Leo had tried to pop his head above the trench’s protection to see what was left of the men on No Man’s Land.. As his head hung a little above the ground, a sniper had taken aim on him and shot him right between the eyes. I can still hear his faint scream in the back of my head. A few men from the medic tent carried his body to the other pile of rotting corpses. Have the decency to close his eyes, so he doesn't cry in pain any more. You would think the shooting of rifles and machine guns would be the only things killing us; We thought wrong. The food rations are put to the minimum to each man, despite you being a growing boy or a weary old man. The ration of food we would receive would be a small chunk of canned meat and bread made from ground turnips. I shouldn't be so ungrateful. But due to the poor conditions the food was kept in, my stomach couldn't handle it. I ate whatever Wasn’t as contaminated as the others with flies and rat droppings. Even so I give most of my ration to the young boy Ross, who is sixteen years of age, due to him still