The Anzac Puppy

It began in 1914 the sun was blazing hot. We were being attacked by a Turkish army. All I could hear was the crying of my fellow soldiers. Yelling and sprinting away from the rumbling war zone.

Then Bang I get shot in the leg. I am painfully hurt I slowly walk back to base. My face is blue with a tear drop coming out any second now. I feel lonely until my best mate Freda comes to my aid and the all of a sudden I forget about the pain.

W.A.L.T... write a flash back from another perspective and use show not tell. I really enjoyed writing from the perspective of Sam the soldier. Maybe next time I could use more show not tell in my stories.