Short Stories

The wounded Solider

It was a cold and bitter night. Germany decided to attack New Zealand, hoping to take over our country. Our army fought against them and we won. Other countries started to battle! We called this World War 2...

Guns were firing off as I had to evacuate the children to a safer country. It was a hard challenge, trying to get them onto the train. They kept crying and hanging onto their parents, but eventually I got them on the train.

As the train was leaving, I was getting into a boat, ready to go to war. The first country we went to was the United States of America. Traveling to the U.S.A, was difficult, there were guards everywhere.

I aimed my first hand grenade at a soldier, I threw it and BANG! All the guards came rushing to see what was going on. I felt terrified. The guards started shooting at us and a bullet hit me in the leg. It hurt so much, but luckily it didn’t do much damage. I could carry on fighting for my country.

Half of my fellow soldiers lost their lives after going through several countries. Finally we were at the last country. Germany. I was one of 3200 men left. Could I survive this last country?

We arrive in Germany and we fired at their army. They start to fire at ours. 2300 men left, could we actually win this war?

After several years, we finally won the war. Our country was very proud.

Sitting here in the hospital seems very boring, but hopefully I won’t be in here for long. The Doctor took x-rays at my leg, and they find that it is broken. My leg gets put into a cast,then I am gone.

I start walking to the train station to pick up the children, when I hear my name. It was one of the many people I saved in war. They just wanted to thank me and the rest of the army, for saving her life. And that we are true heros!

The children wait outside the train waiting for me, they seem to be glad to be home, in Auckland. They told me that they had a great time, but they missed Auckland badly.

After 28 years, people still thank me to this day, which makes me feel proud.