Shores To Hell

Drags The Shores

Once Berry walked in he saw two military officers sitting with a clipboard and two rifles. Berry swallowed his stomach and turned white. Fear struck un him, a layer of sweat forming in the matter of seconds. The gentleman sitting in the chair had stood up and had held out his hand to shake Berry's. Berry couldn't move, he knew that the officers were here to train him and ship out to the war grounds. "Evening Berry, I'm commander Hetles. Do you have some timr to answer a few questions?" The officer had asked pulling back his hand. Berry was 6ft 5in, and had a decent build for his age. But he had a weaknes, that weakness comes to make every solider perfect. He had the fear of being captured and bring tortured. Or worse. "I'm sorry sir, but I have homework and studies." Berry had explained to the tall officer. "Well, I'll hand over some papers. Maybe your mother can look over them." Berry tried to swallow, but his throat was arid like a desert. Berry stands there as the officers take their stuff and head out the door. "Wow Berry, you have been chosen to be in the military. What an opportunity." Berry's mom had said with excitement in her voice. "Mom I'm not going. Their just gonna ship me to Germany for the war." Berry had explained to his mother. His mom walked out of the room, leaving the papers there. But something caught Berry's eye, something that made his heart pound like a drum. He walked to the side table where the papers sat, and picked up the packet. Shuffling through the papers, he came upon the papers of shipment. He saw he mother had signed for him to be shipped to sea. Clothing record, weapon licence, and approval to join the military. Berry fell to the ground, laying awake but feeling like hes already dead.