Friday, May 3, 2019
The War by Jack
As I walk around trying to find an opening to set camp up.I
find one,but all I see is army men and tanks.Where they have
all ready been there is a destructor for my camp.
I don’t feel safe because all I hear are grand big BOMBS
blasting off. Well tanks are firing and men blasting there guns,
with all there might.
All I can smell is flesh Berning and oil on fire from tanks.BOMB
as one of the tanks get demolished and recked by an enemy’s.I
think to myself should I cement going or run away.I “SCEAM” I’m
going to hide in fear.
All it sounds like is elephants fight for their lives.