The Worst Day Ever By Rowan# Week 29

It was a hard life in the Trenches it was wet soggy and muddy. I always was thinking about my life back in Ireland with my wife and my wonderful kids. It was always very misty in the battle field. I’m always dreaming that when I come home everyone will be throwing lovely crimson red flowers at us. I always feel like my ear-drums are going to burst because I always people shouting frantically to fire. I hope when I come back I will die happily with a grave of my own. Tell the kids I said hi from Tom…

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