journal entry on war

When I was sitting in my boat with all my squad teammates, we were all shaking from the fears of war, some of my squad mates could not stand it and even vomited. Our squad leader gave us the order to charge to the beach and hide behind a barricade. You could see the nervous and worried faces on my squad teammate's faces. When the door opened signaling the start of the operation. Many of my squad mates were killed. The fear that I experienced at that time was indescribable. Sights of injured squad mates crying and screaming for help filled the entire coastline. It was an unpleasant sight. I was so scared and shocked at what I saw that I could not say a thing for awhile when my squad leader shouted at me ordering me to move forward. I executed the order and was fortunate to be able to reach the rally point. There, some people from our squad reported the situation to the headquarters and called for back-up. We had to survive until then. The time it took for reinforcements to come seemed like eternity to me. As I watched countless of my squad mates falling to the ground, I could not stop thinking about my family at home waiting for me. Then, the growling of friendly jet planes flew by and finally bombed the entire enemy base. The cries of victory filled the beach and I was relieved to have survived this ordeal. However, the cries and screams of my fallen squad mates haunt me to this very day and I would never forget the fears of war.