Last pages of my diary

Last hour at war zone and last days at warm zone 

"Humans were ready to kill humanity"

The very first bullet from enemy tasted blood of mine ... Left shoulder was injured ... Which was once patted by my parents long ago when was on holidays at home . They were proud of me that time , was the only memory i was able to recollect and sorrow of that they would never be able to pat my back that easily everafter . 

Guns were fired as thunders , bullets showered as rain and there was a flood of blood ... It was painfull to have a bullet in body ... But army doctor lifted me up ... as my mother use lift me from floor towards bed ... When i was just to sleep .... but this time it was ... i was just to fall a sleep of death ! 

I was first to be taken away from war zone ... But also the last one to survive  ... No one was alive from my side neither from the enemy  ... I shall have died at that place ...but  not like a patient in patience waiting for death ! All my family visit home to see me ... But i have lost myself at battlefield ... long ago

Waiting for last day of my life and till that writing last pages of my diaries .Things are not good now a days ... As a soldier ... "Soldier were ready to kill enemy" ... but now as a man as patient as a child as a husband and father  ..." Humans were ready to kill humanity ! "