TRENCHES

Dear Mum and Dad

Today I woke up and my friend died.

 I was so sad that I did`nt even eat breakfast.

 I never even wanted to eat the disgusting mud stew.

 The only thing it was made of was  mud and muddy water.

 I actually really hated it then I almost got killed, my butt almost got shot.

 The next day I would write a letter but I ran out of paper please send me some.

 A week later I got told so far 10,000 have died. Please sacrifice your self.

 I`ll write to  you soon 

from your loving son Clement