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Descriptive Essay On Escaping From Darkness

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Escaping from Darkness: Image 3 May 8 1945 As I hold the most beautiful woman I’ve ever seen in my arms my heart fills of contentment. Her soft lips against mine feel incredible. Her lips fit mine perfectly. I wrap my arms around her petit body and realise how perfectly she fits against my body. I feel the gaze of the people surrounding us melt away as I become more enthralled by the beautiful being in my arms. It almost seems like fate has united us. God has forgiven me for all my sins and given me a true angel. As I kiss quite possibly the girl of my dreams, my mind goes back to the battlefield and reminds me how relieved I am to have fought so hard. For the safety and happiness of the people surrounding me. The person in my arms… September 23 1944 The dusk fog shows no sign of unravelling. Unpleasant dampness engulfs the early day air leaving soldiers smothered. The sliver of sunlight just escapes the hills masking it like a prized possession. All signs of life seem to have vanished from the ends of the earth. Clouds mound into the sky making it dark and gloomy, like there is no hope in the world. The grey sky leaves room only for anticipation for the day to come. The soldiers are left wondering if today will be the day that they are blessed with death or if they have been cursed to fight in another battle. The cold hunk of metal rests in my hands. My hand on the trigger. Once I had been horrified in the mere image of gun. An object which holds the power to choose whether

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