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The night is full of screams. Helpless victims of an unimaginable pain. All around are the bodys of fallin men. Bullets are screaming as they fly through the air. As I run from fox hole to fox hole, trench to trench. Bombs exploding all around me. As I get closer and closer to the front line. I start crawling on my belly. Crawling through the blood and guts of fallin men. And the smell, the smell of death. A smell that would make you sick to your stomach and rip your guts out. The sky is full of planes. "Bombers, bombers, take cover," someone yells. We all run for the closest fox hole or trench. But some are not fast enough. And I hear them scream out. As bombs whistle to the ground. I look out over the battle grounds. Only to see an aray of bodys left in the wake of the bombs. I hear a low moan in the distance. There is someone out there. And there alive. "Captain, there is someone out there," I yell. As I leave the safety of the trench. And make my way across the blood-soaked battle grounds. As the enamy shoots round after round of bullets at me. I crawl under barbwire fences. As my fellow troops yell, "Come back you fool". I continue my endless search. In a war zone of mud, and blood filled puddles. Knowing that any minute I could be shot or worse. Crawl over a land mine. I see movement in the mud ahead. As I crawl towards it, I see its a person. He yells out "help me". "Shut up," I say to him, your going to get us killed. I see blood is flowing fast and steady from his leg. I realise I don't have much time. He needs a medic fast. Just as fog starts rolling in. We take cover behind bolders, and I tend to his leg. As I hear a rumbling noise comming towords us. The noise gets closer and closer. Then bursting its way through the fog. I see its a tank, But its withdrawing. I flag it down, and two men come out and climb to the ground. One of them tells me, "Its not safe to be here, you're behind enamy lines." So with day light approaching and the tank gone, I realise we have to get out of here. With my gun in one hand, I grab the guy by the shirt with my other one, and start draging him through the blood soaked battle field. Stopping every now and then to check on his leg. As we make our way through all the blood and guts. Comming to the barbwire fences only to find them blocked by the enamy. "Oh great," I say to myself. I ready myself to fight them off. As I hear a noise abouve my head. Looking up I see fighters flying past. I quickly grab the C.B. out and radio them back. To wipe out the area. I look up only to see the enamy pick up my radio call, and are now comming my way. I start shooting just as the fighters start dropping their bombs. I hear that whistle noise, and I get my head down fast. As the durt and dust settle, I find my wayback to the trench. And yell out "medic". The medics came and get the injured soldier. By the end of the war I received lots of medals. And I received the victoria cross for one special missoin.

Oh my god,

I've been shot.

As I sit on the sidewalk,

I place my hand on the wound.

And as the warm blood runs though my fingers,

I yell for help.

But who would help a street rat?

Just another kid with out a home.

As I try to yell for help,

The words just wont come out.

So I sit and pray to god,

Not to let me die.

But I know its to late,

I feel my heart beat slowing down,

I draw in one last brath.

As my heart stops,

My soul leaves my body.

As I look at my body laying on the ground,

A wormth comes over me.

I turn around,

And see the brightest light you have ever seen.

There is a man standing in the middle of the lights.

I dont have to ask his name,

For I know its my brother.

My brother that I lost so meny years ago,

He has come to get his little brother.

As I walk with my brother,

I thank all those who helped me along the way in my life,

And to all those who didn't well they can,

KISS MY ASS!!!!!!