Rettelse af engelsk stil

Man skal forstille sig man er midt i første verdenskrig og at man skriver et brev til en. Jeg har ikke lige fundet ud af, hvem det skal være til. Den er dog ret kort, så hvis I har nogle forslag til hvad jeg mere kan skrive, må I også gerne det. Håber ellers I gider at rette nogle fejl :)


Hi x

My letter to you will this time be about an accident that just happened. I hope you understand that I need to talk about it with someone to continue with my life.

Last night we were in a fight. Killing was going on everywhere and lots of our men got wounded. The noise from machine guns and people screaming was terrifying. One of my comrades was killed. He was a good friend of mine. During the war we had learned everything about each other, despite we had never met before. We both agreed that participating in this war was the right thing to do and we just had to get the job done, so we could come home. He was a funny person who could put a smile on your face even though the circumstances. But no longer.
At first when I saw he died, it didn’t bother me much, since so many was wounded and help was needed everywhere. But now it feels very empty to be here. I no longer see any reason for participating in the war anymore. For what reason? Is it worth loosing one of your best friends for a free nation?
After this episode, everything has changed a lot. The good atmosphere there was before has disappeared. No ones joke anymore and have realized that this war is deadly serious. People who talked very much before, is mute now. But still we have to fight this war to the end. We can’t just give up now when we have lost so much because of it.
I am sorry for his family and dearest. How will they react? They will probably have a lot harder accepting that he won’t be there anymore, than I have. I don’t think he ever thought about not coming home. He seemed so secure on himself. I am just glad that I am not the one who has to bring the news to his family.

This war has spoiled a lot of things from every one I guess. I have never been so lonesome in my life as I am right now. I want to leave in the worst possible way so I can come home, but things don’t look so good on that subject.
I will hold that night he died in my memories for years to come. Nothing will ever be the same. If I ever get trough of this, I will appreciate life a lot more. Before the war, I took everything for granted. The things I hated before, I now miss.
At least he is not going to experience the rest of the war.

Enough about me. I haven’t asked how things are going on at home. I hope that things aren’t too bad for you during this war. I am looking forward to being together with you again, so we can speak about all that has occurred to us during this terrible war.