The Dreadful Battle
25 March 1915
Dear Aunty Lyla
First of all soldiers and I were sailing through the rough seas. When we headed closer we heard gun shots. I felt very nervous and scared hearing rifles, machine guns and pistols shooting.
Soon after we climbed the huge hill then we soldiers heard screaming. My battalion dug trenches 6x5 feet at night so the we could sleep and hide. I stayed up on look out and saw someone’s arm ripped off by a huge tank. In the middle of the night we woke up and found some weapons missing. I thought to myself - it was the Turkish Soldiers.
Lastly everyone felt scared and frightened of dying but we still did our mission. Some soldiers died and some didn’t.
I miss my home and family.
Love
Your Cypress.