May 1st 1915

Well I am sorry for the long break but I was reading letters from my family. I'm reading on from my younger sister and I am crying. She's wanting me to come home and play in our tree house. I bloody hope I do but in saying that many men have died hoping to see their families. There are no guarantees but we signed up for a reason, to protect our families and our country Anyways we are gonna push up to the top of this dirt hill, barely any cover but if we get up here we have an eye on the beach and can see if any enemies decide to attack. I can hear some seagulls flying out to sea. Let's hope they can find somewhere where there is no fighting or war. I'm currently in the muster of crates of supplies. Before we attack the hill we are making a small trench just in case we need to fall back, let's hope it doesn't come to that. I should get back to work, I'll talk to you later.

Sincerely Private John Smith