A sheer blast from a bomb not far off knocked me back to my sense, as I trudged stealthily along the barren lands. No mans land. Every mans worst fear and hear i was doing my "part" for my country.
The ground trembled with explosions and all that is running through my mind is 'what if she is right and i shouldn't be here' but i have to carry on. The atmosphere is filled with gun shots and cries of me dying.With a lack of emotion i fire off my gun into the distance, like robots we are trained to be. Making my way towards the enemys trench, adrenaline coursing through my vains as i finally reach my destination.
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Brad Simpson Joins WW1
FanfictionThis story is dedicated to my friend Leanie who is absaloutley in love with the vamps and mostly Brad so i wrote this for her, i know it's an upsetting subject to write about but i thought it was a good idea to wrote about. I hope you Enjoy!:)x
