Skye’s War Diary

There is nowhere else in the world at the moment that is worse than this. I feel like I am an ant because of the size of the reached trenches. I think that there 8 feet tall. There is a lot of barbed wire around no mans land. It looks like caramel spun to look like crystalised sugar. I don’t really feel well eather. I think I have a cold. No wonder everyone is poorly the food is dredful although I’m going to have to put up with it. I really need to go to the loo but I don’t want to get killed. I’m probably better getting killed because I hate it here. But I want to go home for Christmas. At least it won’t last forever. I would rather get the white feather now, even if I would be known as a coward.

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