Travelling Solider
AN: Hi this coolmangleek. This is the first story that I had the balls to publish and I thought that it would be good to start with a army fiction. So here goes nothing.
11January 1918, Bromley, UK
Kurt was eighteen when he joined the army. He wasn't one of them soldiers who was fresh faced, eager and naive because he had first hand experience how the war can change people and how the soldiers who are lucky enough to return home alive, act as if everything is merry and that we wining this war when in fact we are losing millions of man in France. I know this because you see my step-brother Private Finn Hudson and his best friend Private Noah Puckerman both join the army at beginning of the war they were just as fresh faced and eager and just as naïve as the rest of the soldier who joined before them thinking that it be over in a matter of months but it isn't. You see Noah was one of lucky one because he was killed in France. Where as my brother Finn was on of the unlucky one, he couldn't cope with the memory of all the things he saw while in France; all his friends that died and all the people he killed, when he return on leave he had a metal breakdown, now he lived in the local hospital.
So here he was standing in front of his father and step-mother in his uniform saying his goodbye to them before boarding a train to take him to the Trenches in France.
His step mother's skin that once had a healthy glow now was paper thin from worry and stress, her eyes that once shun bright and full of live was now dull and look tired and splotchy under the heat and humidity of the summer sun. She flashed him a tightly-pressed and watery smile, her thin cracked lips almost disappearing altogether. Kurt give Carole and his dad a reassuring hug that he would return in good health, with that he opened the front door and walk towards his best friend Kris Daniels only to be stop by his step-mother again.
"Oh Kurt, sweetheart, you will be careful, right? Please return to us? I'll pray for you every night ok?"
Kurt smiled at that and answered "Of course I be careful, O and I plan to return to you both."
Burt who was now stood next to Carole turn to his son and said "I proud of you Kurt. Not just for this put for everything you do in you life" Kurt smiled and give his father a quick nod before returning his journey to his friend who was waiting for him at the end of the street, with a finally "goodbye" he and Kris walk to train station to find their platoon for boarding the train.