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Dear Diary,
I hid behind an old fallen tree. I was terrified because I can see the Germans in the woods. The old fallen tree was like a guard that was guarding me from the Germans. Then, suddenly, one innocent young man was crawling sneakily toward me.
I didn’t fire at him, I let him crawl and crawl till he was only 3 or 4 feet away from me and then I shouted surrender bravely, (inside I was alarmed and fightened!) to the innocent young man. But the man didn’t surrender. Instead of surrendering, he reached for his gun and pointed
at me.
When he started to reach for his gun, I shot at him with a bang! But this young man, he was a beautiful, handsome man, just like an angel. I felt terrible for him, so terrible that I can’t even sleep!
Crying, I always wake up at midnight and always, my eyes are filled with tears. My minds on the beautiful, handsome man I cant get him out of my head and I always dream about him.
Dear diary, I’m going to sleep. I hope that the man will not come into my dreams anymore. But I don’t think this handsome
man will get out of my mind. But it’s a good memory of me and the boy.
Joe
Dear Diary,
I hid behind an old fallen tree. I was terrified because I can see the Germans in the woods. The old fallen tree was like a guard that was guarding me from the Germans. Then, suddenly, one innocent young man was crawling sneakily toward me.
I didn’t fire at him, I let him crawl and crawl till he was only 3 or 4 feet away from me and then I shouted surrender bravely, (inside I was alarmed and fightened!) to the innocent young man. But the man didn’t surrender. Instead of surrendering, he reached for his gun and pointed at me.
When he started to reach for his gun, I shot at him with a bang! But this young man, he was a beautiful, handsome man, just like an angel. I felt terrible for him, so terrible that I can’t even sleep!
Crying, I always wake up at midnight and always, my eyes are filled with tears. My minds on the beautiful, handsome man I cant get him out of my head and I always dream about him.
Dear diary, I’m going to sleep. I hope that the man will not come into my dreams anymore. But I don’t think this handsome man will get out of my mind. But it’s a good memory of me and the boy.
Joe
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Dear Diary,
I hid behind an old fallen tree. I was terrified because I can see the Germans in the woods. The old fallen tree was like a guard that was guarding me from the Germans. Then, suddenly, one innocent young man was crawling sneakily toward me.
I didn’t fire at him, I let him crawl and crawl till he was only 3 or 4 feet away from me and then I shouted surrender bravely, (inside I was alarmed and fightened!) to the innocent young man. But the man didn’t surrender. Instead of surrendering, he reached for his gun and pointed at me.
When he started to reach for his gun, I shot at him with a bang! But this young man, he was a beautiful, handsome man, just like an angel. I felt terrible for him, so terrible that I can’t even sleep!
Crying, I always wake up at midnight and always, my eyes are filled with tears. My minds on the beautiful, handsome man I cant get him out of my head and I always dream about him.
Dear diary, I’m going to sleep. I hope that the man will not come into my dreams anymore. But I don’t think this handsome man will get out of my mind. But it’s a good memory of me and the boy.
