Anzac soldier writing

As I sit and think of ANZAC Day… I can see the dead bodies being carried to where the veterans are.I hear the bombs blasting everywhere I go.I feel cold and nervous as I battle in the front line. I can smell the smoke from the bombs and bullets.Every day I have hard biscuits that breaks your teeth.For dinner I have bully beef stew.same thing every day,I am sick of it!