Personal Narrative-How Did It Happen So Swiftly?

How!? How did it happen so swiftly? I was going about my daily routine and suddenly, I heard an awful scream. Used to it, I didn’t think much of it until I realized it was closer to me than usual. I’ve seen a lot but I don’t think I’ll ever manage to get rid of this sight. Sean Patrick was squirming on the floor, clutching his own throat. Poor boy didn’t deserve to go out like that. He was the youngest out of all of us and everyone seemed to like him. I could see the crimson blood burst from his throat! I’ve seen it happen before, but never under these circumstances, never to a friend. All I could do was scream for help and watch as he slowly faded away. McCaan applied gauze to his wounds but I think we all knew, it was hopeless. As I watched my comrade slip away I could only think “what went …show more content…
I still remember the memories I shared with him. I remember when we- well the others went up to no-mans land for the first time. I was the first to pick up my rifle and stay back as a sentry. He was braver than I expected his age. He was only seventeen, he had his whole life taken away because of this disgusting war! I fondly remember him bragging about girlfriend. As soon as we beat the Fritz he was going to go back to Ontario to marry her. He was going to have a family. As McCaan gave up he gave us permission to carry and bury the poor boy’s body. Just looking at his lifeless face I realize it could’ve been me. It could’ve been my wife that didn’t get to see me. This tragedy has changed us, sure we’ve had a few close calls but other than that, everything went smoothly until today. Maybe tomorrow could be my last day! There’s still time for the Fritz to take me away today! Thinking about what’s happened today, I think I’ll write to family soon. I realize now more than ever that each day could be our last. With that being said, I need to cherish what I have before that gets taken away