Gallipoli

• Curtis Beveridge, Grade 6
• Short Story
• 2018

The war its horrifying its cold and scary i have seen so much death i want to vomit. i have killed men, i don’t like to kill but it’s what i have to do. we have reached the beaches we are under heavy fire, bullets are flying everywhere. someone gets hit! three people down on the right i call out for help but know one comes i call again someone answers they come over to me and this man, when i looked at his face, i saw my brother lez then he saw me he said “wait frank is that you” we both are amazed we are so happy we are speechless but we are still in a fight. i pick him up and carry him back twenty metres put him down get the bandage and put it over the wound i am happy to see him but i'm very scared he might die i don’t know what i would do without him i lost him at a young age to foster parents cause of the war. I don’t know what to do im scared i have a mind blank, too many things are going on at once. we are moving forward it’s a slaughter, i am crying inside and screaming. We have reached the next row of trenches, the Australian commander says “ go over the top” and we can’t do anything about it we can’t say no so the first wave goes over the top they all die the commander does not realise that they have vickers machine guns they are a very feared weapon. it was my turn i get my weapon i think about what i am going to do i think to myself“ i going to die there no chance of me surviving” but then something happened there was a note passed around from the commander, it said”there has been a note passed to me by four other men i will not let the second wave go past because too many men are dying” i was shocked i was speechless i could not think how it got so far in such a short amount of time it’s amazing but again we are still in a fight but well all don’t know what to do so we are just waiting
for a command we finally here the command we have to go right, out of the trench without them noticing i don’t know how we are going to do it i thought to myself we are going to die, they have vickers pointing in every direction i have no idea why the commander said we have to sneak past but then as we just we starting to move someone said” stop” i was very confused. he said” we have changed positions again we we go over the top we will survive”he said we go over the top i scream and run i get hit in the lungs i can’t breath i die slowly