Ok, here's my very last post :') I'm going back home! And this is a letter that I wrote to Gladys who is the protagonist girl in Generals Die in Bed by: Charles Yale Harrison. This letter explains some conflicts but from the emotional side :) hope you enjoy!
Dear Gladys:
Hi! How are you?
I hope you are alright and that everything is going perfect in your life. I wanted to write this letter because there are many things that I need to tell to somebody... If not I’ll explode! First a really closed friend just died, I feel strange because I think I could have helped him, but at the same time I know there was nothing I could have done. He received a shell and his legs weren’t part of him anymore. After thinking for hours I feel bad because shook him off but then I thought it was karma, he killed Captain Clark he shot him at the back; he didn’t even do it to his face. Imagine if it was me who he has shot at. Baby I’m frustrated, this sucks! Really does! I’ve seen many people dying! And there’s nothing I can do! Officers are so sick of the mind that they even give drugs to soldiers to “improve their courage” and for that reason many Germans gave themselves to our guns. And what did we do? We kept killing them! They were high on ether! It was like hunting crazy animals!
Baby, I don’t know what to do. I just thank God I found an old woman that helped me. I have horrible problems with my wet feet. She cleaned them and even put a bandage on them. I’m glad she helped, because now even I don’t want to keep going, I can do it.
Baby I miss being in your arms. I want you here to take care of me. I want someone to talk with, to hug, to kiss...
If I’m still alive I promise I’ll keep writing...
With love <3
Your boy!
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