World war 2

World war 2

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Year 1939 we are on our way to Europe we are all telling our family's we love them and that we will see them soon we hope luckily my best friend Anthony is by my side we promised each other that we will stay by each other's side no matter what we are taking off this is my first time on a air plane and I'm a 27 year old man I'm some what frightened and exited at the same time Antony said he did not think it would be scary at all and we will be just fine I already miss my family that's all I can think about I have tried to take my mind off them by reading a book my wife said was amazing ..........we are finally In Europe we are making a camp for the night the general told all of use to wear a stalking cap and keep our guns by our sides just in case of an attack ....I woke up Anthony by my side I shake him did you here that he said no but I no I heard some thing I go outside my tent gun in hand I see some one i yell but it was muffled by a cloth bag over my head
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