Anzac
I feel confused about where Gallipoli is in the world.
I am hurt about how many people have been killed.
I am foggy about how long the war went on for.
I am disturbed about how long the frightened war started.
I am anxious how many people went to the war from New Zealand.
I feel sorry for the people in grief.
I am blank about how much food and water they had a day.
I am puzzled about where their hiding spots were.
I feel respect for the people that went to war.
I would never like to feel the pain they went through.
By Chloe.
