The Deadliest Soldier

                                                 

                          

25 April 1915.

Dear Uncle  Ayden

I have been chosen to be in World War 1 and be in the ANZAC army force to represent my country, New Zealand. We got our weapons and other stuff ready to go and fight. When we arrived at Turkey we crept up the hill and heard gunshots already fired by the Turks who were hiding on top of the hills.  

After that  Me, Mika, Damien and Don ran far out on the side so they couldn’t find us. Then we made a big trench to hide in. We were hungry and had ANZAC cookies to eat and water to drink. Later we went to sleep and gunshots were still going on and people yelling.

Later that day we sneaked out of the trench and one of us ran out to look if there was anyone there and Damien volunteered to run out. He looked both sides and then was a shot fired by a sniper. Damien died and we said R.I.P.

There were still gunshots everywhere then we stood and ran and shot some Turkish soldiers. Suddenly someone threw a grenade, BOOM!  Don didn’t make it he lost his head and legs, R.I.P.

Me and Mika saw the ship and we went in. We two made it back home. We bought Damien and Don back as well for their funeral. Rest In Peace.

From  Simon.