ANZAC Story

When I’m getting off the boat I see my buddy gets shot by a roaring I see a sandy huge hill, my sergeant said run up that hill with gunny, gun, gun. I hear soldiers saying ‘HELP, HELP’ because they got shot by a cannon or a gun. I feel shattered bones when I am sprinting for my life. “BANG, BANG!” I fire a bullet at a Turkish frustrated man. I taste smokey air in my watery, salty mouth. I smelt blood and see soldiers down on the sandy beach. Smokey air getting thicker and thicker. I think to myself am I going to make it or not? Now the war is finished. We eat stale biscuits. I write a wonderful letter to my family.