My son who struggles with reading pretty bad has to write a pretend letter that he's a WW1 soldier sending home a letter about what he sees hears touches tastes and smells with theses words in it stalemate, front lines, barbed wire, trenches, artillary, and no mans land someone please help its due in morning and I'm working right now or I'd help him do it myself

Putting the use of the senses in italics, the words in bold!

Dearest Martha,

I cannot wait to return home to see you and everyone else. I miss you dearly, and each day I await for the day I can go home. The war's been at a stalemate for a long while, and I am afraid I'll be out here for the rest of my life.

Life, out here, is torture- I've scratched my arm on the barbed wire, and when I touch it, it hurts; the sharp barb also ripped my uniform, and the chill of the winds blowing through the trenches at night is bitter. I wish for my uniform to be sewn soon so that I can be warm, and for my arm to get the attention it needs. It's not like I could sleep even if I was warm, as I hear the screams of soldiers and the firing of military artillery- I do not know which side they're coming from.

The memories of what I've seen out here will haunt me forever. For a short time, my friend Lewis was on the front lines in a rush into the no man's land, and was shot in the head. I've never seen anything like it. Lewis didn't deserve that fate, and it was so cruel. I smelled the smoke from the gun that shot him, and I will never forget it, or the last dry and bland meal we tasted together. I will miss him.

I hope things get better, and that I can go home soon.

Sincerely,

(your son's name)

I hope this is good, and that it lands him a good grade! Good luck :)

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