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Author's Notes: This is actually an assignment I had to do for English class and to make it more interesting for me I turned it into a story. I've always wanted to write a war story and now I get too!
War And Love
World War I
19 August 1915
Dearest Val,
I don't how to begin this other than to say that I'm sorry about the fight we had before I left. It was wrong of me to call you selfish for you wanting me to stay. Now I see that I was the selfish one. I told you that I wanted to serve my country, our country, but in realty all I wanted to do was bask in the glory of war. Now I see how wrong I was and how right you were. There is nothing glorious about war. I know that now.
I still remember all the horrors you told me that you saw at the Red Cross where you worked. You told me about the guy who lost both of his legs because a shell fell too close and the poor man who lost most of his face to mustard gas. I knew that you were telling the truth, but I didn't really believe you. I didn't want too. Now I do because I've seen it with my own eyes.
I miss you more than words can say. I miss the walks and talks we used to have in the evenings. I miss seeing your beautiful face everyday, looking into you crystal clear blue eyes. You're the one thing that keeps me going. Just the thought of not being able to see your sweet smile is enough to make me keep going.
How are things back home? How's your family? Is Catie still trying single handily to convince the government that it should back out of the war? Tell her lots of the men out here are with her. Did Jamie win his battle or will I seeing him out here soon?
I have to go now, but remember I'm always thinking about you. I hope to hear form you soon.
Yours now and forever,
Tyler
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