dear diary
day one in the trenches and already my friend is shot luckily i'm the trenches medic, he would of died. going to sleep is rough, with lice and the smell of rotting bodies, I wonder if the war will be over by Christmas.
were finally moving trenches, its on a beach, were going to be watching for any boats carrying ground troops.
I've just spotted a spec in the horizon its probably nothing but i'm keeping a eye on it its bigger now I can identify it a carrier eve alerted the general he says we should search it so i'm off to search it.
i'm back home safe and in bed its good to be back
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