http://slow.writerscafe.org/Venom2Ldr The original writings of author Venom en-us Copyright 2026 WritersCafe.org 1775997118 WritersCafe.org RSS Generator 15 I lay in the cornfield and listened as the men closed in on me. I didn’t fight back as theycarried me away.I never found outwhat became of Danny, but in my heart, I knew he made it home.“Mr. Winters, Ilooked over your file. You’ve done a great deed for your coun.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166324/ “You saved me,Danny,” stated Winters, still lying in the grass.“We saved eachother,” I assured. Winter rolled overto the dead man and reached into the apron pocket. “You won’t be needing thisanymore,” he uttered, pulling out the cane head.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166322/ All of a sudden,someone grabbed me from behind. My hand slipped from Danny’s as I was thrownbackwards. A giant splash came from inside the dungeon. Standing before mewas the last person I wanted to see. It was the manwith the heavy footsteps. He wore his bloody apron and he.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166321/ A large explosionshook the whole room. It startled me and I rolled over in the fetal position.The allies must have made an advance. I have been hearing the explosions forawhile now, but nothing close enough to shake the entire room. The dungeonseemed brighter than usual. I looked up. The.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166320/ As we movedthrough the woods towards the stone complex, the Germans caught wind of thesneak attack and began firing through the foliage. Our artillery continued tohit the German defense. I ran through the woods as the enemy bullets followedme and dove behind a fallen tree. I pulled m.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166319/ The explosionsstarted what I thought was a couple days before and continued, rumbling the groundwith every strike. I had to close my eyes and cover my ears so I didn’t getshell shock. The only thing keeping me from going entirely insane was mythoughts of home and the fact that .. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166318/ The town waslively, as if unaffected by the war around it. The townsfolk stared as I walkeddown the street in my bloody undershirt. Ahead I saw a group of soldiersloitering outside a brick building. As I drew closer my heart skipped a beatand relief set in once I saw they were American... http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166316/ I wasn’t sure howmany days had passed, or weeks for that matter. The happy thoughts and dreamswere fading, replaced by dark nightmares. I was starting to lose focus on who Iwas and what I believed in. The only thing keeping me alive, were my thoughtsof home and a small puddle of di.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166315/ The men drug meout of the darkness again. I was too weak to resist. I wish I would have hadthe strength to help Danny, but I could barely even move my arms and I wasn’tsure if my legs would allow me to stand up.The men drug medown the bright hallway again, the light stinging my.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166314/ Some of the men inthe boat with me say that Boot Camp is heaven compared to war. The Army wasfast tracking all the new soldiers, so Boot Camp and training only lasted eightweeks before you were shipped off to war. We’d been on that boat for hours andall there was, was silence. Some.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166313/ The early morningsilence was unexpected. The only sounds being the water hitting the sides ofthe boat and the voices of men saying their last prayers. I missed Elizabeth but I tried notto let it cloud my thoughts. Adrien stayed in London training more men and sending them tothe front lin.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166312/ Introducing Dan Anderson http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166310/ The year was 1917,the same year the United States entered the war. I joined the Army right afterhigh school at the age of eighteen. I was strong for my age, but most peopleused the word mature. My family moved to Mississippiwhen I was twelve, where my father bought land and started a far.. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166309/ In 1917, John Winters promise to a late friend would change everything. This promise would carry him through 2 World Wars, countless battles, and torture, on an amazing journey to make it back home. http://slow.writerscafe.org/writing/Venom2Ldr/1166306/