As I climbed into bed that night, I noticed something out my window. It appeared to be a very dull, faint red light in the distance. But it had a very radiant glow about it. I had no idea what it was, but I really wanted to know. I looked at it a while longer, and it slowly began to get closer and closer. As it came into a clearer view, I could just make out a large ship. The light was brighter then it was before. At the corner of my eye I could see people running and screaming. The amount of people outside grew and grew. There was flames, gunshots and grenades everywhere. I knew straight away that this was the start of the war. I had always wanted to go to war and fight  for my country, and that advertisment over the radio made me want it more. I knew that this was my only chance and i couldn't just let it go and give it away. I knew that I had more of a chance of getting killed, but that's a risk I was willing to take. I knew I would be fighting for our country, and I survived it would be a greater honor.  I grabbed my thick, brown woolen coat and sprinted out my bedroom door. I bolted past my mother who had been standing in the kitchen listening to the radio worried that our father had been killed. She screamed something to me, but I was in too bigger rush to take any notice. The gunshots and people screaming pierced my ears as I left my front door. I covered my ears with my hands so I wouldn't be deafened by it. I ran towards the old church that was situated about two kilometres from our house dodging bullets and people running past me screaming for their lives. There was blood everywhere, and the smell was foul I could feel my nose burn like someone had stuck a candle up there. I saw the first dead body laying right in front of me. That's when I realised how terrifying and dangerous this was. What if that was my dad? What if that was his dead body? What if that as me? I thought to myself as I was still heading towards the old wooden church. More and more people were screaming around me. I was terryfied now, and I don't get scared easily. This was scary.


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