In a dark place with gunshots and lots of cannons, I lay very cold and quiet. I roll over and dig through out my bag in search of my calendar. I pull out a very minuscule amount of money I put it back in.Finally I pull my calendar out, but it’s covered in white sticky washing tape. I stop and look and what day it is.
The next day…
I awoke in a dull and cold trench.
¨Is anyone there?¨ I said with shivers up and down my spine.
I couldn’t see anyone so I stood up…….