He saw the evil in everyone and thought that everyone evil that he himself became consumed by evil. He was not able to live a good Christian life. It was like he gave up and never saw good in life or in anyone anymore. He continued to live, had children and grandchildren but his faith was never restored. It was like he saw the truth and never gave life a chance again.
When Kemmerich died, the doctors made no attempts to save him, all they cared was for the bed. I doubt any of us will survive this war. Furthermore if any of us do survive this crazy war, we won’t have anything to do with our lives. We never got the chance to finish school, and no jobs will be made available. Kemmerich has already died; he is the first of us in this terrible chain of death.
I scold him for even thinking for a moment 's time that he must die on behalf of my sins. His sins are entirely my own. I failed him; I failed to take care of him, so he turned to the arms of another to fulfill what I could not do. Despite my love for him and my words to confess and live his life, I try to push them down and advise him to make this decision for only himself. He declares he will confess, and happiness fills my soul and body.
Chester the wonder dog After the vet had left i sat there in silence i had lost one of my best friends someone who had shown me love throughout my life no matter what day it was and now he was just gone. It 's not like I didn 't see it coming he had been sick for weeks but still you can never truly prepare yourself enough for the loss. My dad and brother had been gone for my brothers birthday in alaska and so they had not seen him in his last days. All the energy had gone out of him and his tail never seemed to wag anymore. He could barely walk and he didn 't want to eat anything i knew his time was up because everything has to come to an end but i just wish chesters could have been longer, he was the best dog i have ever had.
Her partner had left home because they was really homesick. I never got to know both of their names or know themselves because they were really quiet and never talk to any of us. They would only talked to each other. I got really sad that I had to leave
I was a mess. I isolated myself from my friends and family and I refused to tell anyone what my mom was going through. It seemed as though my whole life was falling apart and I yearned for a happy family. I thought that if I didn’t talk about it, it wouldn’t exist and I