I wandered around the crowded trenches, all the soldiers and me in one stinky, dangerous, filthy place. I couldn’t believe the smell, the smell of rats and filthy dogs or soldiers who haven’t been washed for days. The terrifying banging of the bombs going off every now and then made me petrified and I soon realised that I would never get used to this. The sight of dead bodies all around me, ill soldiers coughing and spluttering, generals shouting. Suddenly the general sends us out to fight, we run out of the sinky trenches, out onto the lifeless fields. BANG!