A while later...
Ok we are going to leave soon. I'm worried but excited! I'm going to go and find Quacks and walk with him when we start. So I start walking around, looking for him. I think I can see him. I try to peer further into the distance. It might be him might not. So I start sprinting towards the person. It's Quacks! He's standing with someone else though.
I hope it's not the General...
"Hey Quacks"
"Hi"
"Who's this?"
I gestured to the man who was standing next to him.
He was tall about the same size as Quacks. He had emerald green eyes. They were the colour of green lusicous forest. He was wearing uniform and had a green helmet and it had dents in it. He had camouflage stripes on his face."He's name is Sergeant Joey"
I had never seen him before ever. Even though he was a Sergeant. Quacks kept on talking.
"He's from the Navy"
So that's why I hadn't seen him before.
"Hi I'm Corporal Stephenson,
Sergeant"He nodded and for the first time he smiled. Then I asked Quacks,
"Is this your friend?"
"Yes"
I went up to him and shook his hands. Surprisingly, he had perfectly clean hands. Then I said to Quacks,
"I was going to get ready to go but I came to get you first but now your friend is here we can all go!"
"Let's go"
And then we all turned around,smiling, and started to walk back to which was the camp and now just a pile of bags and crates.
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The Corporal Diaries
Ficção HistóricaFollow Corporal Stephenson on an adventure through the battlefields of France in a time of war. DISCLAIMER:NONE OF THIS IS MEANT TO BE FULLY HISTORICALLY ACCURATE. THIS IS JUST HOW I IMAGINE WW2. Part 2 now out! More coming soon...