The Worst 32 Days Ever!

• Max Davis, Grade 2
• Short Story
• 2018

6:00am. So today I’m feeding the cattle, first paddock is 3 dams. Two hay bales can do for this paddock. What is on the road? An army tank. “We need you on our team.” “Okay, but I don’t know how to shoot a gun.” “Too bad for you.” “Ok.”
1 day later. Get the guns. The war is starting. Bang, bang and bang, shoot, shoot, shoot and shoot. “Get the army tanks going.”
“Ok,” said Harry. When he was hopping in the army tank. Fire, fire, and fire.
12 days later…
“Harry you can cart water to the soldiers. You need to walk 500 metres to the well but bring your gun and knives.”
“Yes,” said Harry to the captain.
“Ok.”
30 minutes later. He was at the well and a beautiful creek and some great big beautiful trees.
Harry said “Man I need to get some sleep but the soldiers need the water. The well has no water. The river is full.”
20 minutes later…
“Why is there a land slide?”
Bang, bang, bang! My team is down there! A chopper is landing. I need to shoot the enemies. Bang, ‘yes, they’re dead but I haven’t driven a chopper,’ Harry thought. I will have a try to drive the chopper. Psh, psh, psh. I’m off. Down I go. Harry wished he was on his farm with his cattle.
18 days later…
Two more days until the war is finished. Bang, bang, bang as Harry shot at the enemy.
2 days later…
Home time! He rushed home. The cows bellowed. He wished he never went to war.
The End