Shakespeare Diary Entry

June 6th, so far a good day. I have been on a ship all day, I have been hearing people say that today is not going to be a good day. Everyone is going to be fighting and I am going to represent my country. I am thrilled to be here…. “ We can’t go anymore, we must go my a smaller ship” said one of the captains. They have taken me off the flag pole I was on , and put me on a Higgins boat. We are in the water, men are getting sick, nervous, and scared. I wish they could hear me, so I can help, but I am only a flag. “Men we are getting closer to land, get ready,” said the leader of the group. The men are ready, about to jump out, until enemies open fire on us. Men are falling, and men jumping ver board. The site was depressing and awful. One of the men picked me up and ran into the field. I am being shot at, ripping apart, pieces of me flying everywhere. This is not good….
The man was holding me just set off a land mine, he was obliterated. I am lying on the ground, the blood and body was everywhere. A man from the enemy’s side ran to me and pick me up. I don't know where I am going. I see this bunker-like building; all the enemy see me and pulling me apart. All my pieces are everywhere, the red and blue string is covered in blood and dirt, it looks like this is good it be the end me. The enemy started the fire, hope I get burned and disintegrated, so I cannot come back. With the lot I have I got thrown into the fire, burning into ash. A man from the enemies put the fire out. He said something like, “stop you young fools, you must wait to burn their flag.” I was thankful that my life wasn’t over. While waiting to be rescued I hear my men getting shot and killed, they get so close to rescuing me. Then it happened one of the men got into the building, pick me up, and ran. We got the field of gunfire and bombs. That he set the bomb off, and was a