Beyond the lines
Once upon a time me and my friends were going to war, we were in a big box for a month, suddenly we were there! We were running up the big hill. Some soldiers were getting shot but I was still running with my little brother.
After that, something exploded and me and my brother fell to the ground. Then we got back up and saw a man sitting down with a gun so we ran to him.
Then something exploded around the man, he was so hurt.
My brother and I were so sad, we sat there we doing nothing. I looked down at my little brother he was sleeping on my lap he was nice and cosy.
Then my brother woke up because he was hungry, we walked up the hill we found chips and a can of coca cola. I picked it up and gave it to him, he said to me thanks for the food.
After that me and my brother went for a walk we saw a weapon it was a gun we did not take it we just left it. Next we went back to the place we came from.
Lastly we went back to the box, we got inside we were to close the lid so that we could go home and escape the terrible war.
The End!
