Ww1 Descriptive Writing

It has been a while since I had written a letter to you. I hope all is well. I had promised earlier to write a letter about how things were going here at the front, however, I refrained from doing so because I did not want to cause alarm. The war is continuing without an end in sight, however, I have been assured that it will not be long before I can see you again.
Life is quite interesting here at the front. My friends and I joined the war as a product of pride and glory. However, the trenches were anything but glorious. They would be filled with mud and water a few feet high, making walking around a real struggle. The importance of the war is what continues to push me forward. Rats littered the wet, soggy ground. The rats were horrifying
I had been spared the early months of the battle, along with the rest of the Canadian troops. When we were called upon to join the offensive, we knew something was up. I remember those months vividly. I questioned the commanding officers. It just did not feel worth it to lose so many troops in a poorly organized attack. However, I went along with it because I knew the commanding officer would do his best to win the war. So many deaths occurred during that offensive attack. I could not believe it. The days of the war continued to get darker. I did not want to continue; I had no choice but to keep fighting. The Troop Morale suffered greatly from this battle. We lost a lot of confidence in each other and the higher ups. The morale was only regained during the next monumental battle that we
I was informed by some of the other troops that there was a stalemate. Arthur Currie, a Canadian General, had carefully orchestrated an attack that the Canadians would play a huge role in. The plan was rehearsed so often that even today I remember the intricacies of it. The creeping barrage, where artillery would fire just ahead of us to keep the Germans in their trenches, was a novel idea that proved itself. This was a true victory for Canada and the Allies. Soldiers from every region in Canada came together to fight this battle. It was a truly momentous occasion. Despite the death and suffering, the Canadian troops came together as one. We seized Vimy Ridge together.
During the early years of the war, I was also quite frustrated. I thought that because of how important this war is, we would be equipped with the best weapons. That was far from the truth. The Canadians had something called the Ross Rifle; it was absolutely horrendous. I remember the panic I felt when it would jam in the middle of an attack. It just did not work when I needed it to. Happily, the Canadian rifles were all replaced with British ones. If that change did not occur, I do not think the Canadians would have survived at