Sunday, 11 March 2007

(9) My unplanned departure

I am on my way home, and I am incredibly grateful, i just wish it didn't happen this way. I was right, as soon as we got over the top we were under fire, i can't remember much after the initial charge, i took a bullet to the leg and dropped to the floor, just as a shell exploded in front of me. I am so indebted to that German gunner, his bullet is my ticket out of here. I fell hard, and was soon unconscious. The next thing i remember is a strange man leaning over me, shouting for me to get up. I obeyed as quickly as i could, that man was scary (especially his moustache), but i soon realised that my once proud leg could no longer support me. "Your out of here, ill take you as far as i can then you'll have to take the train back to the coast." said scary moustache man
"But what about the others? Where are they?" i asked in a squeaky voice
"Dead, all of them, the mission was a complete failure, damn Germans hardly lost a man." It didn't really register when he first said it, but when i regained consciousness the second time it hit me, like a slice of lemon wrapped around a big gold brick, i was the only one left <[tear smudges]> out of all 6 of us that set of, i was the only one left. I didn't deserve to live, Leofrick had a wife and kids, but for some unknown reason, i was left, to try and pick up the pieces, of my fragile life and all my shattered dreams.

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