The Lost

• Zane Kilby, Grade 5
• Short Story
• 2022

Gun shots like shooting stars raining on each side of the trench full battlefield. Screams of pain echoed through every trench. A fleet of twenty warships were swarming the island bomb planes dropping missles into the sea four missiles are dropped on two of the ships leaveing eighteen closing in. Bunkers hidden in the tall coast red forest, ferns covered the ground hiding the landmines, tanks rolling around trembling the soft moist ground. Machine gun nests every five meters, American marine war boats pushing towards the beaches when they hit hundreds of Americans will blast out with their rifles pointing into the tall coast red forest searching the place of life.