WAR IS ENDED.

I heard a story about a man that was in World War 1. He was a brave man and he had a best friend. But something happened to him. He was ready to shoot and then something awful happened. He got shot and the man that was his friend was devastated and he cried the day out. He could not fall asleep so he wrote a poem, a poem about his friend. I t made him feel better. He fell asleep and all he could see was red. He woke up the next morning and was ready to shoot again. But the war was over everyone forgave each other.