April 28th 1915

If you were wondering why I didn't sign off in my last entry is because I was shot from a sniper. Thank god for Dog tags or I would be a dead man. But hey I got a souvenir. I am currently in the medic tent, there was a lot of men in beds with a lot of bandages on them. When the bullet hit my dog tags the impact cause me to fall over and I smacked my head on a rock, the recon squad managed to kill the sniper though. Two doctors entered to take a look at the injured men. When they opened the tent a small gust of wind dimmed the lanterns and gave me a chill. I might sign off on of the doctors are coming to see me.

Sincerely Private John Smith