Monday, April 27, 2015

Anzac day

Dear Dad,

We have finally arrived in Gallipoli. It is completely different from home. Fighting off  exhaustion from putting sand in the bags.Pulling it i can hear shootintg shouting reloding. Me and friends were digging a trench so the bad people cant shoot us I was so hungry I was feeling sweat dripping down my face. Running running I see people getting killed by a sniper I hear foot steps the captain got shot we took him to the boat then the hospital. he did not make it was sad.
By jasmine