Second World War-Personal Narrative

I am writing you in a moment where i feel safe writing without the enemy coming down on me. I miss you both so very much and I wish I could be home with you again. I am very sorry I haven't wrote you in a long time but for months the enemy has attacked now. It has honestly been one of the scariest and most difficult times in my life. I know that this fight is when I feel the most detached from you but these are the moments that I am really serving you the most.

“Just another day at the office” my Sergeant said. It was June 3rd, 1944, we were preparing for one of the biggest missions of the century. We would be named the 101st Airborne Division and it would be one of the worst turning points in my life. We were training for over a year for this day. We had to act fast because it was right before D-Day.

I can’t even describe how much I miss you, but I will see you sooner than later. Love, Gage” That letter gave me hope that they would return home safe and healthy with no harm done. Later that day I went outside and played hopscotch with my friends Sally, Susan, and Kim. They asked me how I’m doing with my brother and dad being gone, and I told them that I believed they will come home safely.

I know it has been a long time since I´ve wrote to you. I have been quite busy, hence the time difference of the letters I write. But more importantly, I wrote to say that I miss you , Mary, and Mama very dearly, where the time apart has left me quite homesick. Otherwise, if you haven't already known, my squad and I are headed in to Sicily, Italy. I know! How exciting! I will have to see if I can visit our Aunt Sally up in Rome.

I have been counting the months and years since I have last spoken to you. I miss you and our lovely child Emmy so much. Since I am not there, I hope she has been taking care of you from time to time. The mental strain of leaving my family behind hurts me every single day. If I could have bring you both, I would do so in a heartbeat. I wanted to find a suitable home in the north for our family if I ever found freedom. I will never forget the day in Fortress Monroe in Virginia. I stumbled across the Yankees that told me I was contraband. Apparently, it means I was not going to be brought back to our master, but I had to fight for the Yankees. I did not even know there was a war going on. I guess Master Johnson tried his best to keep this

The Generation of the World War 2 era benefited from the hardships they had to face. Nothing like their childhood has been prevalent in the years to follow. From searching for food in the dirty 30s to killing for freedom on the beaches of Normandy, they had a lot of growing up to do very quick. The qualities that these people had was a strong work ethic, patriotism, and the determination to fulfill one's potential. Those traits in it of themselves changed America forever.

I have never once considered the possibility of WWIII. To me, I’ve always lived in my own protective bubble: living under the same roof with both of my parents, eating three meals a day, thinking that the most traumatic thing in my life was when Rhannon Zhang made fun of my speech impediment in second grade.

It wasn't until now that I discovered that working with my peers and collaborating ideas makes everything so much easier. In all my years here at visa I never really liked to share and collaborate so instead I would just do everything on my own and it would be a hassle because I’d struggle. Then Came up a project that I had a really big interest in since my younger years. In my history class we were in the World War 1 unit. This Unit was brought up to my attention by Mr. Dewaele because he knew I wanted to join the military and I was so passionate about this unit because I'd take a camo backpack to school and he would pretend that my backpack wasn't there because it was camoflauge. Mr. Dewaele would rely on me when it would come to military

I received your letter yesterday in which you ask me about my health and situation in the battlefield. Yesterday I have received two v-mail and one air mail. One is from my dearest friend who is also worried about me. I am glad to read in the letter that you have send me Herry address now I am able to write him.

I miss you very much. I hope you are ok in America. I wanted to write you a letter to update you on some of the changes that have happened in our country and in our family since you moved to America.

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August 6th, 1945. It was just an ordinary day. I woke up early this morning to help a friend move some things. Everything was well until I saw the light. I plunged myself between two large rocks, no questions asked. When I was able to get a glackr of what has happened I saw nothing but destroyed homes and dust. I’ve never seen so much blood, it was unbearable. A lady and her injured boy came my way and I couldn't help but help them and take them to a shelter to get help. As I looked over the city, a thick black smoke filled the air. Then the thought hit me, what about my family? Immediately after I ran to search for my family. On the way to search for them I began to feel guilty. How could all these people be hurt, injured or even dead,

Dawn. The sun is showing up silently. The morning is beautiful and warm. Here I , slowly sipping my morning tea, I am trying to erase from my memory an event that happened in the past, an event that has left me with nothing but bad memories.

It was World War I,December 19th, 1914.I was running to one of the trenches for safety.I saw my friend Chris, “Chris!” I shouted.BOOM!!! Chris fell to the ground as blood poured out from under him.He had been shot.I ran,picked him up,and took him to a safer place.(One of the trenches)He had a bullet hole wound up on his left hip.’I hope he hasn’t lost to much blood.’ I thought to myself as I worried.I tore the sleeve off my shirt,I than wrapped up his wound.”its gonna be alright don’t worry.” I said to Chris,he than nodded.

I trust this letter finds you well. I can't trust it has been so since a long time ago we've seen each other. I regret that we visited just quickly over the Thanksgiving occasions. I wanted to visit you when I got back home however my work study plan left me with restricted time. I do plan to be in the territory not long from now. Ideally we can spend time again.