The voyage had begun, and had begun happily with a soft blue sky, and a calm sea.
They followed her on to the deck. All the smoke and the houses had disappeared, and the ship was out in a wide space of sea very fresh and clear though pale in the early light. They had left London sitting on its mud. A very thin line of shadow tapered on the horizon, scarcely thick enough to stand the burden of Paris, which nevertheless rested upon it. They were free of roads, free of mankind, and the same exhilaration at their freedom ran through them all.
The ship was making her way steadily through small waves which slapped her and then fizzled like effervescing water, leaving a little border of bubbles and foam on either side. The colourless October sky above was thinly clouded as if by the trail of wood-fire smoke, and the air was wonderfully salt and brisk. Indeed it was too cold to stand still. Mrs. Ambrose drew her arm within her husband’s, and as they moved off it could be seen from the way in which her sloping cheek turned up to his that she had something private to communicate.
I step into the mud and it mumbles and moans I see fish competitively racing one another Then geese come out of nowhere a whole gang of them steps and scolds at me Chunky bullfrogs make farting noises like 5 year olds Old car parts sit in the water making rust Heron’s cannonball into water trying to catch the silvery racers Snakes come out of tunnels like gold miners
Hello? Are you there? Guys? Texts. Messages. Calls. All unanswered.
Anyone?
You said you could call today. Why aren’t you answering? Busy. As always. We’ve barely talked in months. What is it now? Are you at a swim meet? With your little brother? Doing homework? Why don’t you answer? I’ve been waiting for an hour.
But I don’t send those questions. They can’t ever know. How much it hurts to feel ignored by your best friends. For now, i’ll just say: Hello? Are you there?
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But you couldn’t possibly have that many swim meets. Your little brother couldn’t take up that much of your time. And you couldn’t have that much homework.
So what’s keeping you from sending a single message to your best friend?
The door opens. i jump out of the boat into the water. i hear builts wheezing past me. I hear screaming behind me like a pack of wolves when there’s a full moon. I see soldiers gasping for air, trying to get to the beach.
My general says to me. “This is a war kid!!!!”
My name is JD. I am a soldier that Enlisted in the army for the United States. my family said to me that i should not enlist in the army but i said to my parents that if people give up their lives for me and are country then why can’t i help them. So I enlisted in the army right away and got right into training. I went through the toughest training of my life. After my 2 year training I was called up to storm the beach at Normandy to try to fight German forces. The code name for this mission was called D day.
Before I knew it i was on a tiny ship going to Normandy away from all i know and love am with people who i never seen before. My heart was pounding with fear and a little excitement.The doors flew open, I jumped out the side.i went behind the ship to take cover but then i felt a sharp pain in my foot the water slowly turned dark red.
I was so scared it happened so fast that I was like how am i going to get to the beach when I am already shot. I swam until we finally behind the the big blocks of metal that were used to try to block are ships but they were used to are advantage to take cover from enemy attack.luckily there was a medic on standby but that was no use cause then I realized that it was a soldier who i guess was scared but like who Wouldn’t be this is war not a nerf gun battle.but he was holding the medic that got shot and died.so now I have to swim to the beach with a wound and try to dodge bullets at the same time. luckily it wasn’t that bad of a wound i could still move.
I slowly moved behind the metal blocks. Finally I felt sand. The water was so cold I crawled around the beach until I met up with fellow soldiers hiding behind the big wall of sand. There was a medic there so I got all patched up. Our group tried to make a way forward. The German forces were running low on ammo and men so we pushed up the hill and took over the base.
We did it. We celebrated like we won the war already but we knew we had some more to do.
