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1920's Train Station

The crisp sun rays started to flow into the glass roof and lit up the morning rush of passengers. The men, woman and children lined the edge of platform as the white smoke of the train came into view. The green and red of the train front came out of smoke and pulled up perfectly to the station. The whistle blew and the passengers inside the train opened the door. Bowing in their hats and saying good morning to the people as they passed the people waiting to board the train. The coal bags were loaded, filling up the tender. The water in the boiler was filled. And happy go lucky holiday makers where started to bored. There smiles touching the bottom of there ears. No idea what will happen to him on there holiday. As the last passengers board the doors close behind him. Everyone hanging out of the train. Waving good bye to love one. Promising to bring something home. Then the conductor blows the whistle. A puff of smoke came out of smokestack, and a puff of steam came out of the value and the train started to depart.

A Made Up Quote From The Battle of Stalingrad

We were advancing from the west of Red October, with the pride of our battalion leading the way. The cold catching the Hitlerites out, in their summer uniforms.

The screams from our Katyusha could just be heard under the screams of our men toiling away in the blood spilt by the fascist themselves.

The Hitlerites were no match for out PTRS-41 rifle. On the every top of Pavlov's house itself. The Hitlerites could not take it from us. No matter how hard they tried. We would fight until the last dash of vodka, until the last bullet, until the last man was fit enough to fight.

The fascist could not take the Elevator, no matter how hard there mortars pounded the building. The very thing their leader had chosen to place on their victory medals. Now just one final push to Gumrak and the fascist scum will almost be out of Russian soil and be defeats. FOR THE MOTHER LAND!!!!!!

Avro

Waking up early in the morning,

Nothing more than a kiss and a promise to come home,
To love ones,
There safety systems nothing more than just smarts and bravery.


Their machines made from wood and wire,
Climbing into unknown machines,
Untested, unflown, flying into the unknown.


Turning the props,
Starting the engines,
Removing the chocks,
Powering up the engines.


Then pulling back on the controls,
Taking off into the sky,
Flying higher and higher
Than anyone else in history.


Then the men who followed them,
Flying faster and higher,
Then anyone before them,
Then they flew faster higher on the edge of space at twice the speed of sound.

The Camp

It was a cold, crisp Sunday night. The sun just started to set in the east. The crisp wet dew started to mix in with the thick red blood on the grass just outside the camp. The rumbling of trains echoed through the hill sides. The thick black smoke poured above the hills. The setting sun blacked out and the clouds started to disappeared under the thick smoke.
The gates of the camp opened without fault. The rumbling got closer and the smoke got thicker. As the train entered the camp.
The train brakes squeaked and sparks were flying as the train stopped in the middle of the camp. Smoke stopped pouring out the train. Then  silence.
The train doors opened all at once, making a clang. The smell out of the cars grabbed everyone by the throats in and around the camp.
A dark sinister voice came over the camp and rang for days in every1 ears. The people started to climb out of the cars. Woman holding children, children holding bears.
Then the voice relay another command and the people, without fault or mind or thought spilt into different corners of the camp. All to the left of the train.
Smoke started to reappear coming out of the train and the brakes squeaked into life and the train moved backwards and out of sight.
The Schutzsttel stood there at there posts. Then the whole camp lit up, like the middle of the day. The noise shook ground for miles on end.
Then as the sun rose from the west that next morning. There was not a drip of fresh dew on the left side of the train tracks that wasn't tarnished with the blood of innocent people.

Sniper on the Road to Arnhem

Running though the woods, ducking bullets at all angels. The running, the adrenaline rush I needed .I look round the bridge is almost in sight like a beacon, a guiding holly light. 30^th core coming in fast. Bridge still blocked. I got out my sniper faster than the bullet leaving the gun its self. One by one the Nazi falls into the river, each one dying with a single bullet I the head. 30^th core made a safe crossing over the bridge. Nijmegen secured. Just a couple more towns and then its Arnhem.

Star Bucks Desert

I woke up in the middle of a place which cannot bedescribed. Full of hot sweaty scorpions, with the sun beating down on me, likea fiery inferno. No memory of the night before. I get up look round with lastounce of my strength. Hard to breath, or walk. The pain is worst than having toshoot a guy whilst changing a wheel, in the middle of New York whilst on fireand in front of the queen. Hard to open up my eyes, crusty eyes, fused togetherlike glue on a airfix kit. Walking over the sand making life harder than it is.I can’t go on, life draining. Then I look round and the woman with my tea andcup of cake turns up. I say to the woman “about time this shows up”. The womanjust walks away and I thought to myself “well what do you expect its Star Bucks.

The Kings Pizza

A long time ago a king who lived in Cardiff Castle, Setlnd. The castle was gigantic, it has a clock tower and it had some apartments. The king at that time was called King Wright. One day King Wright looked at this dinner menu and he decided to order a pizza. It had on it some cheese, tomatoes and ham. It would be one of his biggest mistakes of his life!! The pizza was delicious!! But he left one piece and he chucked it in the bin.  But over time the pizza grew arms and legs and jumped up out of garbage bin, it has now been two days since King Wright ordered the pizza and the pizza started to destroy the town! King Wright instructed all of his soldiers to kill the pizza, but the pizza just chucked cheese and ham at the soldiers. The soldiers were buried under ham and cheese. Then he chucked a piece at Humpty Dumpty who was sat on a wall! Poor Humpty Dumpty. The pizza has now grown into a whole pizza. The pizza had a brain wave, he got some more ham and cheese and he started to throw it around the town. The pieces of ham and cheese were so big and so large that whatever the pieces of pizza hit it would just destroyed it. The king ordered that all of the population of Setlnd get into the boats and sail away. The pizza got a big hunk of cheese and hurled it at Connerside Dam. The Dam split open!  Then a wall of water engulfed the island. Two minutes later the island disappeared. Not all the people survived. The people bought some land of England and called it Wales. The pizza went into Wales. King Wright instructed the people to fight. CHARGE, Bang three gun shot’s went off into three slices of the pizza. But a gunshot didn’t get in a piece of the pizza, the pizza died.

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This is ablog where I can share and upload my story ideas. These will include stories about the Second World War and early aviation pioneers. Hope you enjoy them and all comments are welcomed.

 

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