2013
Alternate Ending of “All Quiet on the Western Front”
TWELVE
It is autumn in Germany. In 1918, the First World War is upon us. Upon me, as I am the last of seven members in my class. My leader, my friend, has been killed not too long ago. However, that has driven me closer to victory. They all talk of violence and injustice, but all have passed. Hope is low that the war will end shortly. If war resumes, then there will be resolution. I have fourteen days of rest due inhaling bad gas, but I think I’ll leave by the fourth day. The armistice is coming soon, or so they say. I’ve been told that we will go home one too many times, but I always have hope.
It’s always good to keep the mind flowing; blank minds cause blank