It feels like years since I last saw you and your Mother. I swear bullets have been flying over my head for at least five years now. I hope so much that the war will before Christmas so I could see your excited face as you rip the wrapping paper of the presents that you have been waiting for all year. I wish you knew who much I miss you. By the time you read this letter I will probably be in the same muddy trench that I now know better than the back of my hand. Unfortunately, the generals are saying the war won’t be over until after Christmas but keep your fingers crossed. This is one of the most scary times of my life. I really want this to be the last time I ever shoot a gun or take a life just to make our leaders happy. Keep yourself safe.