On Anzac day I went to the Anzac commemoration and I saw all got to put my poppy in my great great great great grandpa’s cross. My family was crying and it was really sad. We saw some people dressed in army uniform. I was dressed in a suit and with a poppy. My older sisters were dressed in a dress,
What I thought about Anzac was sad, horrifying, horrible and most importantly I was disconsolate. Same as my family, too bad I didn't make it to a dawn parade ceremony and what I done when I got home I went straight to sleep.Then before all of that it was sad looking at all those crosses and it was just sad.
I thought about what happened and I dreamed of being in the army.
My great great great great grandpa had a good experience and spend his life with the other army guys fighting for our lives. I just hope that all their souls stay with us and may they be blessed with joy.
