INTRODUCTION:

This is my diary of when I had to go to battle against Britain for god knows how long. Probably, I'll DIE as soon as I get there. I am extremely anxious and this could be the last time of me writing in this diary. WISH ME LUCK!!!

DAY 1:

I am on my way to this dreadful Island and I am extremely

!!!!

My head was spinning round as soon as I got off the boat. It took me about 5 Hours to put up just one tent. London was nice and everyone was happy. Also there were Big ,Bold colours but on this Island everything is dull,dirty and plane.

BY: JAYLA AND CALVIN!!!

HORRIFIDE

This morning I woke up on a dreadful day felling lazy and tired. I got ready to go down stairs to have my breakfast till I found out that I was having disgusting food witch was red wine,with uncooked pancakes also sloppy and mushy peas.

And I think we will be having it every day. P.S it smells like ROTTEN SOUP!!!

That my mum used to make for me when I was young when my family were

poor. Now my family aren't poor anymore and I wish I was still with them.

It tastes like vomit and the food was cold as well. But it is all I can eat so I'll

have to go with it other wise I will starve to death. After breakfast we practised

training for a couple of hours in case there is a war on Its way. I am still wondering what

will happen to me in the wars ahead.

DAY 2:

SUDDENLY

!!!

The captain rushed in in

panic .He said we were having a war I was

SHOCKED.

DAY 3:

Today is the day where we fight against the Celts. I can hear swords klinging

from down stairs. I'm wide awake lying down in my bed. While everyone is

practising down stairs just day dreaming about if i'm not ready and i'll die strait away.

About 3 hours later...

Finally we got to battle I looked strait at the Celts and The Celts looked strait at me with a nasty look on there ugly faces.

Our commander was shouting "Remember what we done in practise this morning lads." Now I wish I was down stairs practising in stead of day dreaming about nothing that important.

Every one said back "YES SIR!" Then He said 3...2...1...CHARGE!!!

As i'm fighting a couple of Celts Suddenly a disgusting smell hit me and I felt

like I was going to faint until I found out that it was the Celts. And it smelt like rotten fish and poo. Also they were not organised like us. I can already

hear people screaming till there last breath. I can smell blood flowing throw

the fresh air. I can hear the crashing of swords and the Celts screaming.

And I can see about 5 Romans dead and all the Celts lying on the grass but you

can't see the grass because its all covered in blood.I am so thankful and relived that I

survived. There is only four thousand and ninety Romans left in the army because ten

died.

Another 3 hours later...

We only had to dig one pit because only ten soldiers died and we are in such sorrow

that ten Romans died and they are called Ottice , octiniom , Aramind , samius and

Ipiliom. I was aloud to go back home.

HORRAY!!!!!!!!!