World War 1 Monologue

I am going to tell you the story about how World War 1 impacted my life so I am going to start at the beginning. It was July 25, 1914 I was walking home from running to the market when I saw a woman crying as she watch as her husband walked to the train station. I walked up to her and asked her what was wrong. She answered back, “ Honey my husband just got a letter saying that he has to go to the war.” When I asked who all got the letter she said, “ Every man that is 19 or older.” Then I thought of my fiance he was 20 and was very strong. The lady must have been able to read my face because she said, “Oh honey you need to get home before he leaves.” I hopped up from the porch swing we had been sitting on and ran down the street. When I arrived at my little yellow house with a blue porch swing I swung open the gate and raced to the door. Then I got to thinking what if I was too late? What if he decided to go? What if he never came back if he went? I
Can’t you understand? Please stop crying so we can talk this through.” I looked up to see his face it was worried and thoughtful. I began to stand up. When I was up William pulled me into a big hug and whispered in my ear, “ It is going to be ok I promise I will be back.” I looked up and backed away and said, “Ok you do what you feel is right.” I watched him pack his things and leave. A few days later I got a job a little manufacturing company. A few years after that I got a letter in the mail say that the war was over. I was excited because that meant that William would be coming home but that also meant that there might be something different about him. A couple days later the trains were beginning to arrive After a couple families reunited I saw William walk out of the train I ran up to him wrapped my arms around him and began I cry in his neck. He wrapped his arms around me and said, “See I told you I would be