RainBowNinjaSkillz

Roach didn't know what to do. He couldn't think at all, his mind just went blank. It is as if everything around him was gone, and he was all alone. "Meat is down! I repeat, Meat is down!" On his knees, staring into space, the sun was shining brightly when he thinks the skies should be cloudy and pouring rain in sadness. The barking dog sounded as if it was far away, the chain rattling sounded like gun shots, and the wind is whispering something he cannot hear. Roach's eyes widened in shock, he turned his head, and looked at Meat's dead body on the ground. Dead Meat… If Meat himself was alive, he would've laughed at the irony. Abo

We stand here in our muddy trench, And raise a glass to all. For those who are about to die, And those who've gone before. There is no glory to be found, when hiding in these holes. Clinging grimly onto life, Praying for our souls. The air is thick; the stench of fear, We step through rotting dead, Wishing we were miles away, From horrors just ahead. Its time to face the enemy, And make the blighters pay. So all stand by your ladders lads, We're leaving here today. The whistle blows, we're on the move, The sound of firing starts, The first man out is blasted back, A bullet through his heart. Fear has run its course