Carrying my injured friend. Then I looked through my binoculars . I saw someone was down on the ground. I ran to the tank, I jumped off it. I crouched but I looked at him. It was my brother and I care about him. I carried him to the hospital boats. Then there is the war. I went back to the war so they could look after him.
Kia Ora Kardius,
Thank you for sharing your writing. Before jumping out of the tank I hope you did a visual sweep of the area to make sure there were no enemies around. when writing I
try to reread my story a day after writing to check it makes sense.
Tanya Mundy
Ako Hiko EPL
you are doing great job i love your writing i love it