Dairy entry of a war-time soldier

Dear Diary,

Today was the battle at the Omaha Beach, a really tough one. It was the day that really dawned me, World War II has began, either face it courageous or death.

We headed to the Omaha beach on speed rafts. Facing the opposing current and wind, the raft showed no hesitation, like our determination to win the battle. On the raft, I could see the hands of my comrades shaking uncontrollably. Holding to his bottle, he sipped a little bit, in attempt to calm his fear, anxiety, whatsoever. Commanders shouted commands, to speed up the raft and to get ready for the tough battle ahead. As we turned the steering device, it was to my utmost shock that the comrade next to me, suddenly, shot dead. It was then, followed by a string of bullets, shooting dead hundreds of comrades. We were vulnerable to such attacks, only taking the attacks but unable to retort.

In attempt to avoid the bullets, most of us dived into the cold water. However, it haven’t stop, bullets pierced through the water. Injured comrades dipped the sea bloody red. It was a devastating moment, but I could not cry my hearts out, I had to battle for my country, whether is it the power of the country or for our pride.

It seemed like a million year before we finally reached the shore. However, by then, the squad was already in a mess, dead bodies seen everywhere. I raced forward, seeked protection at a hill slope. However, we were still visible in our enemies’ eyes. Mercilessly, they fired at us. Perhaps due to the angle we were at, most of us were saved from the bullets. Plotting for a further battle, we sneaked past the fences, and into the camps of our enemies. However, the place was so heavily guarded and we had obviously no idea of the traps inside. Death was just inches away from me, but there was no escape for me, but mere will to survive and conquer.

We formed a formation and laid an ambush on our enemies. It was unexpected for them, however, due to outnumbering, both parties were heavily demoralized. Few of us managed to escape, but I was the lucky one, suffering only external injuries and a broken leg. We headed back to our camp. It was then our hearts finally settled. I know it will not be long, for what I witnessed just hours ago, and the dead bodies being carried back to the camp.

I am writing this today, but I do not know whether I will be given such an opportunity tomorrow. From such a battle, I understood that no military force is invincible, even a small and insignificant country may overpower us. However, I believe that only the one with will can last forever. I wish the British army can persevere and continue to strive hard. It may be enduring, but I know that all I have done is worth it. One thing is I really miss my family…. But I will hold on, and I know that they want me to too!

Kah Xuan