Gallipoli Personal Narrative

It was a cold brisk morning when my squad and I started our journey to Gallipoli, there were three young guys in front of me, with five others behind. We were all waiting silently, some of us were looking out for enemy snipers and mines in the water. Were about to hit the beach, I can hear gunshots and people shouting “medic!” at that moment a bullet whizzed passed skimming my helmet.All the sudden bullets were coming left right and center, “get down, we're taking fire” it was too late for some of us, my heart stopped when one of the young guys fell with a hole going straight through his chest. We were all shaking with fear, for a second i thought i was in a dream only to be shoved back to reality by my lieutenant “remember boys we have one job and that is to hold down the beach until …show more content…
Bang! One by one, the all fell. At that moment i heard a loud thud. We all turned to see soldiers coming on the beach, one came up to me and said “we are the reinforcements, your new orders are to capture the top of this hill during nightfall”. After receiving my orders I yelled out “get rest men, were moving out after sunset”. Night had fallen, we all said our prayers and began climbing the side of the hill. We reached the top with no enemy in sight, I whispered to my men “okay men, it looks all clear let's keep advancing”. We all stood up, bang! I turned to see two of my men on the ground, we all began to yell “ambush!”. All the sudden my heart stopped, I looked down to see two small holes in my chest. Whilst collapsing i turned to the ocean, only to see all my fallen brothers blood turning the sea red. As i laid on the floor, i heard a faint whisper “sir what do we do now” I looked to see the youngest man in my squad hiding himself within the mud and dirt. I told the boy “when it's clear make a run for the beach”. On the 25/4/1915 at 9pm I was declared dead and notice was sent my