I could hear gunfire echoing across the country side. The germans were advancing again, My name is Pierre I am a 8 year old boy, my parents were killed by american bombings and I was driven from my home by the germans. Right now I dont give a crap who wins. The Allied powers promise democracy, But the germans actually provide us food and shelter. I have been wearing this G.I. jacket for 3 years I have been told and it is still long on me. I was so hungry then I smelled food in a small french house near a river, I walked in. But the smell came from upstairs I tripped on the remains of a coat rack and a voice yelled at me in a thick german accent A man came downthe stairs. he had knee-high german jump boots and a stahlhelm, with that a dirty suit, his beard was full of snow making it appear grayish. I said sorry and that I just wanted food. He than seemed to calm down and let me go upstairs. the windows were boarded up and he had a small fireplace and a german rifle with a table in the center. After eating he peeked through a small hole in the boarded up window and said be quiet he grabbed his rifle and went downstairs. I heard a gunshot and he came back up. I asked what it was, he said "Let me tell you a story, of how I saved you, saved everyone the americans the french the germans and all they do is fight. But if it werent for me theyd all be dead."
About this creation
I was defending berlin from the russians me and my friend were tasked with holding a small street. We built a barricade and placed an MG there then came the russians they attacked wave after wave and we continued to gun them down one after the other. then a tank came I grabbed the panzerfaustand blew up the tankand we were forced to retreat.