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If you had to write about WW1 or any war, what would you write about in 1000 words or less?

Below is a short story, possibly flash fiction I wrote about WW1 - although concentration camps were mainly a product of WW2 - they existed before WW1 and there is an example of a concentration camp from WW1 at Telerhof foothills of the alps near Gratz. My aim with this was to create something that is painful to read, but demonstrate the bond between brothers in times of extreme crisis and highlight hope and selflessness.
 
This is a story I wrote, remembering world war 1. It is the diary of a soldier from a concentration camp.

The Diary of a Soldier

Talerhof - foothills of the alps near Graz

3rd June 1915

No food for two days now, but they didn't care; that's part of the torture.

One of troop had gone in the night, but I wasn't surprised as they'd beaten him to within an inch of his life. They'd wanted him to give up our mission objectives, but they'd failed to break him.

Then there was the horror of seeing his bloody beaten body, dumped before us, like a discarded slab of meat. Fingers, toes and ribs broken. His voice barely audible, through failing lungs. He whispered in my ear. 'Please help me', I knew he wanted me to kill him, smother him in the night and end his pain and suffering, but I couldn't do it, he was my friend.

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#war
#WW1

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Of course, I've moved the prompt to the top - hopefully that's clearer now
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This is a story I wrote, remembering world war 1. It is the diary of a soldier from a concentration camp.

The Diary of a Soldier

Talerhof - foothills of the alps near Graz

3rd June 1915

No food for two days now, but they didn't care; that's part of the torture.

One of troop had gone in the night, but I wasn't surprised as they'd beaten him to within an inch of his life. They'd wanted him to give up our mission objectives, but they'd failed to break him.

Then there was the horror of seeing his bloody beaten body, dumped before us, like a discarded slab of meat. Fingers, toes and ribs broken. His voice barely audible, through failing lungs. He whispered in my ear. 'Please help me', I knew he wanted me to kill him, smother him in the night and end his pain and suffering, but I couldn't do it, he was my friend.

(Click on the link to read more)

#war
#WW1

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This is a story I wrote, remembering world war 1. It is the diary of a soldier from a concentration camp.

The Diary of a Soldier

Talerhof - foothills of the alps near Graz

3rd June 1915

No food for two days now, but they didn't care; that's part of the torture.

One of troop had gone in the night, but I wasn't surprised as they'd beaten him to within an inch of his life. They'd wanted him to give up our mission objectives, but they'd failed to break him.

Then there was the horror of seeing his bloody beaten body, dumped before us, like a discarded slab of meat. Fingers, toes and ribs broken. His voice barely audible, through failing lungs. He whispered in my ear. 'Please help me', I knew he wanted me to kill him, smother him in the night and end his pain and suffering, but I couldn't do it, he was my friend.

(Click on the link to read more)

#war
#WW1

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Dosh

Author note:

I wrote this because I wanted to convey how I feel about money, the feelings and the great sadness I feel that it controls almost everything in this life....


I hate your greed and your golden folded smugness; fat and bloated,
Your poison oozes, unknown and diaphanously coated,
You walk with a swagger and swell with pride,
As another life is swallowed up in the tide.

I love your texture, to feel and touch,
You've brought me life, when I thought it was all too much,
Without your influence, your righteous intent,
I'd sure and simply just be dead.

#poetry

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Let's examine the five senses, in this exercise we'll collaborate on a single piece eventually, so each person, whoever they may be will write one of the senses. Ideally if you want to participate then please indicate which of the senses you are choosing, so just say SIGHT within your comment.

So we'll all write under the same topic, but no more than 150-200 words and no poetry please. It can be any idea, or story, but must convey the sense clearly.

The senses are:

Sight, touch, taste, smell, hearing.

The topic is: The Man in the Rain.

Please copy and paste your writing here and we'll see what happens. Please write in third person. 
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This is a story I wrote, remembering world war 1. It is the diary of a soldier from a concentration camp.

The Diary of a Soldier

Talerhof - foothills of the alps near Graz

3rd June 1915

No food for two days now, but they didn't care; that's part of the torture.

One of troop had gone in the night, but I wasn't surprised as they'd beaten him to within an inch of his life. They'd wanted him to give up our mission objectives, but they'd failed to break him.

Then there was the horror of seeing his bloody beaten body, dumped before us, like a discarded slab of meat. Fingers, toes and ribs broken. His voice barely audible, through failing lungs. He whispered in my ear. 'Please help me', I knew he wanted me to kill him, smother him in the night and end his pain and suffering, but I couldn't do it, he was my friend.

(Click on the link to read more)

#war
#WW1

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This is a story I wrote, remembering world war 1. It is the diary of a soldier from a concentration camp.

The Diary of a Soldier

Talerhof - foothills of the alps near Graz

3rd June 1915

No food for two days now, but they didn't care; that's part of the torture.

One of troop had gone in the night, but I wasn't surprised as they'd beaten him to within an inch of his life. They'd wanted him to give up our mission objectives, but they'd failed to break him.

Then there was the horror of seeing his bloody beaten body, dumped before us, like a discarded slab of meat. Fingers, toes and ribs broken. His voice barely audible, through failing lungs. He whispered in my ear. 'Please help me', I knew he wanted me to kill him, smother him in the night and end his pain and suffering, but I couldn't do it, he was my friend.

(Click on the link to read more)

#war
#WW1

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Yes, all good here thanks. Looking forward to some cooler weather now summer is over. :)
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Dosh

Author note:

I wrote this because I wanted to convey how I feel about money, the feelings and the great sadness I feel that it controls almost everything in this life....


I hate your greed and your golden folded smugness; fat and bloated,
Your poison oozes, unknown and diaphanously coated,
You walk with a swagger and swell with pride,
As another life is swallowed up in the tide.

I love your texture, to feel and touch,
You've brought me life, when I thought it was all too much,
Without your influence, your righteous intent,
I'd sure and simply just be dead.

#poetry

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