Monday, April 19, 2010

Don't Cry My Love

Dear family,
It 1915 september something I don't remeber, life is very hard here we don't shower so we get fungus in our feet and there are lots of rats in here. I whould do anything to be in New York right now at your side. This life is starting to scar me, lots of my friends lost leg because of the fungus. And lots of my friends body were devaouared by rats. Sometimes I just ask my self why I left you guys at home for a five by seven trench. But then i remeber I am here to protect my nation and its people espeacially you and the kids. I got to go they are blowing the whiltsle the scary noise that tells me to go kill my self off the germany bullets.

I love you all,

Daddy

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