Descriptive Essay: All Quiet On The Western Front

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23rd December 1971
The battlefield lay quiet, for it was soon to be a cemetery for the unburied. The Nimbus clouds hovered in the December sky, loaded with drizzling rain in them. I wore the battledress tinted in camouflage, concealing my plate armour. My epaulet was mounted firmly on my shoulder, proudly presenting three stipes of blue, white and red; colours of the French. I placed the combat helmet on my head which completed the look of bravery and hope. We all wore the same uniform, some with pride and some with oppression, not every soldier was as patriotic as me. I walked over to Albert, holding a polaroid of his wife, son and himself. Tears burst forth his oval, ruddy face sinking into his stubble beard. He suppressed the rest as he felt me creeping up behind him, although I felt his overwhelming urge to carry on …show more content…
Not by choice. She took me after I was orphaned at the age of seven, and after numerous failures of conceiving a child. I was the closest thing to giving her that motherly sentiment she envied from other mothers who’d pass by.
“He’s not yours, is he?” locals asked
“Non, he’s my nephew, his parents passed away” aunt Madeleine responded. I stood beside her, listening to the repeated story, I was almost able to mouth it word for word: “His father died in war, shortly after, his mother died of advanced cancer”. Plain and simple. Their eyes showed a profound degree of sympathy, which was lost as we went our separate ways. Raised by my religious aunt,

My aunts husband, uncle Alfred had passed a few years prior to her taking me in,

overlooking the fact that for months I woke up in the mornings still calling for my mother and father. My loss was soon forgotten and the new word in the town of Bordeaux was of my aunt’s loss.
“How are you coping after Alfred’s death”
After my uncle instantly passed away from falling off a three-story scaffolding, aunt
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