The Red Poppy

Dear diary At first, I was frightened and had one option to get out of the deep trench and force myself towards the enemies. This was a brave moment for me as it was between life and death. Our strategy to move places was to march in the dark so no germans can attack us. As we marched passed the old houses that had been blown to pieces by big guns and there were dead horses in the field.

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