The Angel Dancing With Deat Itself

The en of the war

Helllooo guys another chapter and I will use the same excuse that I'm writing on my Itouch !!! Soo long beloved citizen •••• and enjoy the chapter !!! (:

Four years and nine days since last time I saw Claudia, it was harder for us to write letters as it was busy all the time. The bombs were dropping over London so she spent most of her time in the shelter down the street with other families. And no mans land was getting worse as more corpses had to be buried. "penny for your thoughts Freddie!" Jim yelled across the trench, "fat chance mate" I said back, but before he could answer a thick yellow cloud hovered over the trench, we knew what it was. Mustard gas. We started to yell and putted on gas masks and coats to try and cover up as much as we could, we heard the Germans getting closer but stopped to try not to draw to much attention but it was to late and we went to attack.

The battle went on for hours and the yellow fog lifted up, the germans were winning as we lost more and more men. Or so we thought, but suddenly they disappeared. I thought I heard someone say in german that a bomb was going to be dropped in London soon. I started to panic.

I walked into the majors office, "sir, " I said with respect as he stood up, "sit down Freddie" he replied, "sir I think the Germans are about to drop a bomb in London, or so I think" i got cut of, "really? And who said that" major asked. " a german soldier I think" "did you see what rank?" "captain I think sir" "don't think Freddie, was he or was he not?" major yelled "he was" I said calmly, the major found a pen and paper, "Freddie I want you to deliver this to colonel Chez at the third trench" "major, if it isn't to much to ask but could I please have some time of sir?" I asked nervously expecting a no, "how long have you been on the front line Freddie?" major asked concentration on the piece of paper, "eleven months sir" I said, "and how long has jim and the other been here?" he asked "seven months sir" "after you have delivered the letter and you will have permission to go home for two weeks." I thought I was about to ask if major was alright but didn't, he handed me the letter and wrote another one with my permission to leave, he handed me the second letter, "thank you sir" I said leaving the room, major nodded in reply and went to do his own business