CARD TO MY FATHER
Father, yesterday I was in the trenches when suddently I saw an enemy running in the distance, he hadn´t any gun and I shoot him with my shootgun. Just before I shoot him, he looked me and I recognised him, he was my friend when we lived in an other city when we were young. We loved to play together as if we were soldiers but now it was real. It was to late and the bullet reach his head. I didn´t know what to do, I was really nervous, I´m crying. Sorry for what I´am going to do but I can´t live with this, I am going to shoot myself, I want to finish with this suffer quickly.