Dad, I have to leave. They need me in the war in france, I'll come back home after I promise. The bombs shake the ground as bullets whiz past my ears. So this. . . . this is war. I come out of the trench we are hidden in and up a tree, now the time to attack. Stealthily I land on the ground d and fight about 5 men from the opposite side as my men begin to join me. "For France!" they yell to the heavens.