War

I summoned up all my courage to break the rules, in these trenches of cadaver and mud,we were getting nowhere, I snuck out of the trench and into no-mans land, I took all the grenades from the trench supply box and threw grenades in one trench, and ran, I ran back. Now everyone was awake. I ran back to my trench but one of my comrades shot me thinking it was an enemy raid, I felled with pain. The bullet had lodged in my artery. And blood came spurting out life a fountain, the bright red blood wetted my uniform and I was scared of infection. Most people who died of bullets died because they would have green things growing in them after they had been opened.

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