Diary#1
It had been quite some
years since me and molly met. We laugh, talked about days, poaching, having tea
times, we did so much fun things together. And like that, days past after days,
our friendship became something else, something deeper, something much more
serious. Love.
Today tommo and me arrived
home a little late; we were dusty and exhausted, and hungry too. We opened the
door and hoped to see plates of delicious foods placed on the table. But
instead, we saw molly and her mother sitting opposite to mom and big Joe.
Everyone’s face was as grim-faced as molly’s mother, so we know something was
wrong. Turned out that molly’s parents had read those letters I’ve asked tommo
to send to molly. They think that I’m a detestable thief and I’m no good for
molly! So they forbade molly and I to see each other again. Mother wasn’t mad
at me at all, but tommo was. I know that he felt betrayed the moment he looked
at me, he’s eyes full of anger like it’s going to be on fire and burned down
the whole house.
That night I lay beside
tommo, and either of us was speaking. An then I finally spoke up and told him
the truth. I told him that me and molly HAD been secretly meeting without
letting him know, we wanted to tell him, but either of us could open our mouths.
Because if it was just letters, it didn’t seem to matter so much… I love my
little brother and I don’t ever want to hurt him, but I know that he loves
molly, and so do I. I asked him if we are still friends, he agreed quietly, but
I had a feeling that he didn’t really mean it.
I still remember that day
when tommo stood up against Jimmy parsons. And I went up and helped him. Just
like that, I want to protect my little brother always and always just like
that. But something won’t change, I love molly, and so does he. I also love
him, is just a different kind of love…
Time passes...
Dairy entry #2
It has
been a long time I haven’t write my dairy, since the day the army came in town.
I knew that the war has begun; the army had
come to our town to choose soldiers. I wasn’t ever planning to go, not because
I’m scared of death, but because I don’t want to shoot any people, why would I
ever shoot a German if I haven’t even met a German? But something seemed to
change my mind.
Colonel had decide if I don’t go then the
estate would just have to manage without me for a while, then I won’t be able
to stay in the cottage anymore. Besides, it just doesn’t seem right while
people like my age were outside getting killed, and I’m here enjoying life. But
moll just had my baby, I’m a dad now, I won’t want anything to happen to me.
Well, of course nothing will happen to me, I will go fight and come back as
soon its over. Tommo wanted to come with me too, so he did.
We left to France as we prepared for the war,
which was just the beginning. Everyday was a torture for everyone, everything sergeant
Hanley Sais everyone do it, when he Sais jump everyone jump, because they are
scared of him, I didn’t, because I wasn’t not scared of him. We sometimes write to mom and moll, but not
often, not if we don’t have enough time to do so.
Later we left to France, as the war soon
will begin, I know the seriousness, the bloodiness, the cruelness. But as I
said, I’m not afraid.
Diary
entry #3
Tommo and I soon arrive to France. We have to
pretend to be twins to past the age line, so we did. Then we meet this pathetic
annoying person during the military training- Sergeant Hanley. He seems to be
always picking on me, because I’m the only person who is not afraid of him, and
I always talk back. He put me into those “scary” punishments, which I never
thought was scary.
He takes me into the guardroom under arrest,
which they call it, the field punishment number one. All day long I was lashed
there in the rain, legs apart. It didn’t matter to me that much.
Finally, we are leave France and marching
into Belgium, which means we are leaving Sergeant Hanley. But that means we are
going to battlefield, for real this time.
We marched in the dark to the Germen trench.
We saw a few Huns; we killed some, except one who surrendered and keep on
praying to god. Captain Willkie was injured, he tells us to leave without him,
but I can’t, I just can’t. So I carry him on my back until we get back to our
camp. Captain Willkie is so thankful
that he gives me his love watch.
I get to go back home for recovering my foot
injure. But the consequence is that they will think that I’m being self-inflicted.
But on the bright side, I get to see my little baby- Tommo, how it feels like
to be a dad for the first time.
Happy times are always short, I have to go
back to the army as soon I saw my family. But it is enough to see our mom, big Joe,
and molly, and my little tommo. This maybe the last time I will ever see them
again
My brothers cheer as I go back to the camp;
we celebrate as we drink some beer. But mistakes
are mistakes; I made a mistake by disobeying Sergeant
Hanley’s order, I’ll be going to the martial court soon. I don’t want to write
about mom, or molly, or little tommo, or big Joe, because that will make me
cry, and I don’t want to cry at this last moment. But I’m sure they will be all
right, because tommo made a promise to me that he will take good cares of our
family.
So I guess this is it, goodbye my love
journal…
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