Beyond the lines
Once upon a time, My grandfather told me and my little brother about a war that’s going to happen. It’s called World War One. My grandfather is kept telling the story. Then I fell asleep.
We were so scared because we thought that were in the real war.
The other soldiers told my grandfather that we have to go. We packed some clothes, water and food that we needed. Then we were in a ship for three months.
After three months, we arrived at the place that we had to fight the Turks. My grandfather, me, my little brother, and the other soldiers went to our places.
We lost our grandfather. So we just kept running until my little brother slept at the puddle. While he slept, I looked back and saw the Turkish shooting the soldiers. We ran until we saw our grandfather.
We went to hide with him. I was so amazed because we can see our grandfather when he was young. Then my grandfather got out of our hiding spot and almost got hit by a bomb. I woke up and looked at him. Then he gave me a warm lovely hug.
THE END!!!
