[ WP ] Write an emotional argument where all sides seem completely reasonable .

Jeffries sprinted towards Woodward, his Commanding Officer, who sat by the lever. There was n't much time left. 
 
 `` Sir! Sir Stop!'' 
 
 `` Yes, what is it?'' 
 
 `` Sir, there's been a collapse in the shaft.'' 
 
 `` Are the explosives okay?'' 
 
 `` As far as we can tell sir, but... there's a problem.'' 
 
 `` What is it, Jefferies?'' 
 
 `` I-it's Tiffin sir. He's been buried.'' 
 
 **SIXTY SECONDS'TIL WE LIGHT'ER UP BOYS** 
 
 `` Dig'im out then!'' 
 
 `` We ca n't sir, he's too far in, we do n't have enough time. Call it off.'' 
 
 `` Listen to me private. You're telling me that you want to waste three months worth of effort, hundreds of soldiers lives and hundreds of pounds of explosives for the life of a single man.'' 
 
 `` But, sir, it's Tiffin.'' 
 
 `` There are tens of thousands of Kaiser out there, just waiting to be blown to smithereens. We can claim Hill 60, win this god-forsaken war. And you want to tell me we can throw that all away for a single soldier's life?'' 
 
 `` Sir, we played rugby with him. He's family. He's your friend. He's your mate. Do n't think I have n't seen the way you talk to him. Do n't think I do n't know how much you care for that boy!'' Jefferies could feel the redness on his face from anger and his eyes blur with tears. He raised his voice and wiped his tears, like he could n't believe the heartlessness of the man before him `` *Do n't you think I've not seen how you treat that kid like he's your god damn fucking son, sir. And do n't you DARE think that he's not worth it, sir. I sure as fucking hell saw that box he gave you sir. I sure as fucking hell know that he thinks of you as a father. So do n't you fucking dare tell me that he's not worth it sir. Because you and I both know he is. *'' 
 
 Jefferies was half collapsed on the floor, red with a mixture of pain, sorrow and anger. The British Commander shouted at the top of his lungs `` **Ten Seconds'Till We light'er up**'' 
 
 `` Sir, please. Please!'' 
 
 `` **NINE**'' 
 
 `` We can get him out in ten minutes, tops. Please, sir!'' 
 
 `` **EIGHT**'' 
 
 `` SIR!! Just give us time, please!'' 
 
 `` **SEVEN**'' 
 
 `` He trusts you sir! He loves you!'' 
 
 `` **SIX**'' 
 
 Jeffries sniffed, tears stinging his eyes. 
 
 `` IT'S TIFFIN FOR CHRIST SAKE, SIR'' 
 
 `` **FIVE**'' 
 
 `` Jefferies, I have made my decision.'' 
 
 `` **FOUR**'' 
 
 `` Sir, please, please you bastard.'' 
 
 `` **THREE**'' 
 
 `` WHY WO N'T YOU HELP HIM!'' 
 
 `` **TWO**'' 
 
 `` PLEASE!!'' 
 
 `` **ONE**'' 
 
 Woodward pulled the lever. 
 
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 This actually happened in WWI, maybe not the names maybe, but the explosion at Hill 60 was very much a real event on the Western Front. Woodward was an Australian soldier. He was appointed Commanding officer and, upon his first visit to the tunnels, met a boy called Tiffin ( who was n't much older than 16 or 17 ). The last time he saw the boy Woodward was given a wooden box to give as a gift to his fiancee. Tiffin was trapped in the shaft, but was n't in any pain or danger. He could have made it out alive.
