Dear diary!

Hello blogging world!
Today we have been doing senses and we used them while at war in my work today this is my war diary hope you enjoy!!

    WALT describe using our senses

	I can see the bullet shells dropping on in the wet diseased mud and old rats the size of cats and I can see black smoke smudged across people's faces, Trench feet rotting everywhere in the trenches.
	I can hear the bullets dropping as well as the shells clinking as it hits the ground hard and the screams of people yelling as they are dying from big thick smoke or guns, When you are in the trenches you can become death and not even alive.
	I can taste the smoke and plum juice and blood as the bitter rain falling on my tongue there are shells exploding left right and centre as my teeth chatter in the sluky trenches.
	I can smell the smoke from the trenches and the gas through in by the Germans as I am ducking over and under everything that comes flying at me although I hear screams they seem to fade away into my imagination and the bitter air I can smell the most.
	I can feel the mud the sluk and much more as the blood is mixed onto my hands in this weather I don't think no one can survive this horrid war the feeling I just can’t take it any more.
	My heart is beating as I am crying not to die I can feel my heart beating through my chest and past my ribs tears drop down my face but the smell overtakes the crying and then the beating of my heart does. It is all madness my heart is saying through the flesh and blood of humans.
	I am thinking in my heart I am going to die I’m scared that I haven't had enough training for this war at all in my mind I am dead.

I think I did OK I also think I could have done a little bit more but i'm happy with the concept of the diary. The senses were see, Hear, Taste, Smell, Feel, Feeling, Thinking. Feel free to leave a helpful positive comment.
By Max Mc