A World War 2 story

Author: clinton james
From: brisbane, Australia
Age: 10
Date: 22nd May 2006, 3:30 AM
Rating: 5
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Title: A World War 2 story

It was dark. I was crawling slowly among the grass. My heart was thumping. We crawled for what seemed to be years but now we were right near the Germans camp. 'Get up and go, go ,go!!!' Yelled sergant. We got up and moved to the first tent. Josh open the tent and we moved in. I was the first to fire. The Germans didn't stand a chance. If this was me 3 years ago i would have never done it. But they killed my mother so i didn't care. We moved into the second tent. The exact same thing happened. But after we got out a sentry spotted us. He yelled at the top of his lungs. 'Arrrrrggghhhhhh,' the the Germans as the charged at us. We were trapped. 'Josh you go to that bed, Clinton to that one and i'll go back here,' commanded the sergant. The Germans stormed in and were astounded to find nothing here. One spoke to the others but we didn't understand him. The Germans randomly fired everywhere. One bullet barely missed my head. As they turned away Josh, sergant and i opened fire and killed the Germans. Now they were really angry. Germans closed in on the tent. A translaotor said ,'Get out with your hands up.' Of course we did not follow that command. They torched the tent and we were stuck inside. I was the first to act. I ran to the direction of the forest and knifed open the tent. Bullets wizzed everywhere but for some reason they all missed. The fate of Josh and Sergant was to be disided by themselves. I ran like never before to the forest. I was a grown man but i shed a tear. It took me ages to get to the end of the forest but it was better then inside a burning tent. I got in to camp and told them the horrible news. 'Ahh so you ran away did you?' asked one. 'Yes, yes that is true,' i answered. 'Well you are to be kicked out of the US army for your uncouragousness,' he ordered. That day was the worst of my life. The next day i left the camp. I walked endlessly through the forest, looking for a place to set up camp. At last i found a spot. I set up camp and went to sleep hoping never to wake up. The next morning i hatched up a plan. I was going to attack the Nazi camp. My bullup rifle was smuggled to me by some very close friends of mine. But how was i to know where the Nazi's were? 'Oh well,' i thought. After walking through the forest for about 20 minutes i arrived at the point of the Nazi camp. Ah! A hand grab me around the face and it's owner said ,'Don't move a muscle.' In a desperate plan to escape i kicked him in the shin. 'I warned you!' he shouted. A piercing pain went through my body. I fell over on my back and in my last vision i saw the mans face. Sergant


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