[ WP ] Write a soldier 's journal entry on his first day at war . Then write his last journal entry .

Day 1; 
 I'm writing this journal in hopes to have a record of the war from the inside, something to show people when it's done, who knows I might make some money of selling this. 
 I've finally made it past basic training, and now me and the boys get to go to war, finally a chance for me to fight for my country, a chance to show my family that I can make an impact on this world and that I can do it by myself. Speaking of them I miss them already, Momma, and Pa sent me a letter telling my that Sarah is pregnant and is gon na have a baby, I'm so excited to be an uncle but I wo n't see him until I get off duty in a couple of years, or heaven forbid I get discharged ( hopefully for the best of reasons ). 
 
 This war is going to be hell but there is good reason, these people who would attack those who do not see the way they do betray what it means to be human, and they need to be made to see the error of their ways... wait, is that irony? I think it is, haha oh well... 
 
 Tomorrow I will go to battle and we shall see what happens, I just prey that things go well. 
 
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 Day 2414; 
 I ca n't believe I'm still counting in days, I should have started counting in weeks years ago when I stopped writing daily, when the battles grew longer and the weeks blended together, today is no different to any other barring that I got some mail from Jackson yesterday, he sent it on his 6th birthday, he's grown so big, I cant believe it's been 6 years since Sarah and Danny had him... 
 
 It's been 6 years I've been here, 3 more years then I had planned, but these people wage war in a terrible way, they've taken more of America since I last wrote ( 5 weeks ago I believe it was ), They've finally taken Chicago, I'm glad I got managed to convince Danny to get my family out of there when I did, I've not had this kind of luck since I got captured the week I was supposed to return to New York... the week I lost all the men in my unit... the week I'd have rather gone with them then to have lost all I have in the years that followed. 
 
 But I can not continue to think like this, I must fight for all I have lost, I must fight to keep my family- no not my family all families, not just my own and those of my own, but theirs as well, those I fight, they are not the monsters they serve, they are men just like me, doing what they know to be right, despite seeing the world through a smoky mirror. 
 
 I shall write more tomorrow, for now I must fight more, I feel the tide will turn after this next battle, the stalemate will be ended and soon we will be able to move forward, or they will. So I shall do battle and pray they we are stronger.
