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The abominable sight would haunt me for the rest of my miserable days.

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Brave soldiers valiantly rode into battle, a grim look upon their faces

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I think he was shocked when he saw all the dead bodies on the floor and loud noises as he was never used to this. He was used to being a farm horse and doing light work.

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The crimson red blood flooded upon the ground

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Blood flew around the air from wounded men groaning in agony

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Screeches of pain

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Ringing gunshots broke the silence of the dull, gloomy night

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There was an aura of fear and doubt

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My sanity was on the verge of extinction

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Bodies crawling around like worms

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The traumatising sight of bodies lying dead on the muddy wet ground of no man’s land

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"Topthorn was always, beside me, breathing courage into me."

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Under the chill of the mist that spread over the battlefield...

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"… and heard the death rattle of a machine gun." This says that Joey feels traumatized of it is a "death" rattle.

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Captain Nicholls was fond of him and died on his back. Feeling: Surprised.

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the sound of gunshots filled the air as we charged into battle

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People were shot down like flies, as the death rattle of machine guns shot them down.

Khaki and dull grey uniforms alike fell to the ground, blood splattered.

Turbulent bullets, flickered through the air disgusting even devil

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The deafening noise of hooves racing racing across no man’s land

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it was the type of atmosphere that could only be elicited by the immanent threat of violence.

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Karki uniforms drenched in blood , screeches of pain of wounded soldiers and only a matter of time till they die. The smokey smell of old gunshots flew into my nose. i felt the wounded soldiers clawing at my feet trying to get up. I could taste the bitter sweet reminance of our victory. Joey was traumatized by all the blood and dead soldiers and horses.

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The shock of Captain Nicholas dying.
P. 52 Blind terror drove over me, with my flying stirrups whipping me into a frenzy.
Scarlet pools of inky depth cloaked the landscape.
A shiver raced down my spine

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The whistle of bombshells dropping all around them