Ghost Of you

It was a rainy and cold day. a place called omaha beach. The general would of called it off but patton said "well fight anyhow". " This is nuts " I said to my self. " my captain said "i dont care if they die, i just care if yall die." yall remember that". thirty seconds" I heard the driver. "alright everyone ill see you on the beach" capt said."fifteen seconds" I heard."####,####,####" I heard someone say."CLEAR THE RAMP!!!!!!". I was scared I would die. bullets zomming past me,my brother mikey runnig and runnig past every bullet and bomb.i saw a man no legs. I tried not to look but something in my mind told me to look."Markham over here I found a way come". I followed and then bang I heard a shot so close, so loud it could only be aiming at my brother. I looked at my brother he was shot. I dragged him to cover, I went to a medic named Lars . my brother was yelling "MAMA!!!,MAAMAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!". I stared at my brother he said Markham dont..llllet.your hopes....d.d.down. there he went, dead. "He fought well Private"Captain said"he will tell god, I spent my time in hell". I paused a for a moment and thought. "BANDOLORS TAKE COVER!!!!" "FIRE IN THE HOLE!!!!"BOOOOOMMMM!!!!!. A big explotion. "Destroy those pillboxes" Captain said.people ran as fast as they could i just stared at my brother for the last time. "Corporal lets go"captain said. I ran as fast as I could. Once I ran to the pillbox I grabbed a gernade pulled the pin and chunked it.My friend Ray took a flamethrower and flamed the pillbox. Cpl.Williams said" dont shoot let'em burn. I have'nt shoot a gerry yet I grabbed a M1 Grand and started firing every shot non stop. The gerry's raised their hands and said siehe oben, siehe oben. I went over to Tovar and said" this might be the worst fight in history. and will be called D-day for this point on.

To be continued writing

d-day+2

After the invaision on omaha the men started to get a little weird around other men.I didnt.The one thing i thought about was my brother mikey.How we would play jokes on the neighbors when we were still home.How we woul...,"Markham".The captain said,"You did a good job out there"."Just wanted to tell you that the major wants to see you imedietly". I was thinking i was going to get my section 8 out of here.But things just got worst."Major"I called,

"Corpral markham,I heard all about you when they said you saved my men out there.Im proud of you"."Thank you sir"I said".I give my honors to give you this promotion of Sergent".I got scared because I knew what was coming next".Im giving you the opertunity to go on a secret mission with your men.If you choose yes pack your bags and report back to me after.If not then just say the word I wont stop you".I was thinking realy hard on this,only 12 men,thats going to be hard."Sir im wondering,isnt this the Captains choice". I said."well you got a point there,but its also my choice and I choose that you pick".I was really under alot of stress.If i choose wrong i dont know what will happen."Sir I will go do my duty and fight"."Good now get your bags packed you have a long way to go".I went on to the captai"orders from the major we leave now"
I said."what.to where"."We have orders to go and hold a town until allies arrive"."Well ...lets get a move on it". While i was heading to the major I thought did I do the wrong thing,why did I say yes,is it because im stupid .Well to find out I need to go on the mission."well major were ready".The captain said."Well this is goodbye for now captain"."Yea... ill try to bring as much men home as i can".As we were walking away from the area I asked my captain."Was it the good idea to say yes for this mission". "Its not my Choice to say it was good or it was bad.Theres nothing good about war, only the ending.We fight we die.Is that your awnser you were looking for"."Well...im not to sure...acually.I ll find the awnser out later when the war is over"."You have good thoughts ,thats why I picked you for my platoon".On the way off the shore I gazed back at the shore and said to myself"goodbye".

to be continued