Today was a miserable day. I couldn’t stand the gunshots booming, and the shells blasting causing flames. Even though it was Christmas I was on guard duty for the night. I didn’t get much sleep. I heard guns going off all around me. It was terrifying to see my friend Chris lying dead in a blood puddle caked in dry mud. It breaks my heart to see people like that. I hate sleeping in the filthy muddy trenches and listening to grenades in the lightning storm. Tonight a rifle bullet woke me up at midnight. My vision was terrible until I found out I had a broken leg. I was in so much pain. A German soldier was lying unconscious and weak in a dirty trench with an empty pistol lying beside him.