Dear Mother

This is disgusting!! The way people have treated each other in the past years were horrible and have turned a bad attitude into world war.

I am lying in an intensive care unit bed. A very large shell hit me not even 2 ft. Away from my hiding position the night before last and I was severely injured under my left knee cap which is why I am where I am. But don’t have pity on me for I pray every night for you and the pain you go through, having lost two sons and your husband in less than a fortnight.

The enemy is growing stronger and stronger. I must be honest with you now when saying there is little hope that we will win this war, yet, I doubt I will live to see the result.

My best friend, sergeant George Sparkes was shot by a German soldier yesterday. It was very upsetting for me but here is the worse part:

When Sparkes and his family left Germany to move to Great Britain he left behind his childhood. And az young boy named Yvolf Vantrap was the boy who was adopted into Sparks’ family. They were the same age and in the same class. But when they moved, Yvolf wanted to stay in Germany. So he did. The man who shot Sparks was identified as "Sergeant Y. Vantrap." It’s terrible how best friends can become worst enemies!

I have put my name on the list of people who are injured and would like to leave this place and go home on the next train out. A nurse is approaching my bed this very moment with an envelope in her hand. She now lingers over my bed repeating:

"You have mail Mr. John, Mr. John you have mail!"

I snatched the letter from her and said "thank you" politely. I read soooo...

"We are terribly sorry but our attempt to fit you on the next train to Great Britain has failed."

It is unsigned. Maybe it is a fake?

This might be the last time you hear of my existence. I love and miss you very much. Fare thee well!!

Love always,

Above or below

xoxo

Love

John