World War 1 Dialectical Journal

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6 p.m. on a wednesday i hear the sound of the attack planes above my head as i try to sleep. Adolf has been bombing us conti for the past seven days. The soldiers in my squad are tired and we are barely holding on to any hope of making it out of this situation alive. We have been experiencing terrible sights seeing my best friend blown up in front of my eyes from the bombs above. I continue to try and keep my soldiers in a positive mindset and encourage them that although we are starving and terrified, because of the bombs that seem to never end and the constant sound of the tanks roaring across the ground. Day 15 It is now day 15 and my soldiers and i are still holding on to the lingering hope that we will survive. The bombs and planes continue
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