17th December 1914
Dear Diary,
Christmas slowly walks towards us - there in no happiness
though - everyone just wants to go home to their caring, loving families. They
would not understand back at home; what it’s like. You see your fearless
friends falling around you, row by row - like skittles. Everyone fading away
until it is only you left. All of the brave soldiers here have hearts of
courage. Why do they have to risk their lives? What is this all for? Nothing…
Wow Amy. Great Diary, I really liked that your use of dashes, I also really liked the metaphor: You see your fearless friends falling around you, row by row - like skittles and there's a lot more things that I liked too. Owen.
ReplyDeleteWow Amy! This is such an emotive piece of writing. I particularly like your use of figurative language and rhetorical questions. I can't wait to read the rest of your diary entry!
ReplyDeleteGood Work Amy! I liked how you used a metaphor followed by a drop in clause. A drop in clause not using commas but hyphens! I wanted to read on but you ended with a cliff hanger!
ReplyDeleteWell done! :)
Mathusha
Thanks for a great read, Amy! We particularly liked your use of the adverbial phrase "row by row" and your use of alliteration with "fearless friends". Our wish would be to include some personification of the weapons, maybe for them to be staring at each other eye to eye.
ReplyDeleteThank you for a great read!
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