War

Dear diary

On the chunuk bair,August 8 1915

Bullets seemed to be whizzing and sputtering from all sides, left right and front. Just after lieutenant waldren gave us the range he got shot. His last words to us were “carry on boys”. Then he died in the arms of who i believe was sgt winters who was no.5 on the gun. Almost Immediately after our captain died our gun corporal, liam bettie got shot right in the head and died instantly, i dragged him to where no one could shoot us.

We are in gallipoli right now and the weather is crap as here. Its real muddy and pouring with rain. My boots are filled with water and my back is sore from carrying my big bag. I wish I could be home laying in my bed and seeing my family. I miss my friends, my bed, my partner and my family and being home. That's how war is going for me.