From upon a poppy field...

One teenage girl. One teenage boy. They first set eyes on each other in 1914, July 28th, and begin to fall in love. But will an event, which changes history forever, tear them apart?


6. 26th July 1914~ Edward

 I pass past the newspaper boy on the way back. I nod at the boy and throw him a couple of pennies. He passes me a paper. I look at the first page:


I throw the paper away. It was probably going to be solved by tomorrow. And even if it didn't, it would last a couple of days.

I pass by the Army Recruition building. I saw that people would earn money for volunteering.

I remember the couple of shillings left at home. This thought sends me into reality. I make a quick decision and ran into the building. 

"Hello, young sir. Would You like to sign up to the army?" I nod quickly. The recruitment man scans me.

"You look a bit young... How old are you?" I was 16. Definitely not old enough. I know my voice would reveal my true age, so I deepen my throat.

"I'm nineteen. Sir." My throat was feeling scratchy.

The man looked uncertain.

"Are you sure, sir?" Damn. He was onto me.

"Absolutely. Now. I want to sign up. Now." The man raised an eyebrow at my rashness, but I didn't care.

He hands me the sign-up. I quickly sign the parchment, not even reading the words. It's not even like I would n=be sent out. I wanted to get out of there. I thank him and I walk casually, but quickly, out of the building.

I shiver at the thought of what would happen if I ran out of money. I think I did the right choice. I wouldn't be able to buy food. i would have to resort to begging in the streets. I might lose my house. I might have to sell everything. I couldn't lose anything. Everything was the only reminder of my Parents.

My parents...

My parents...

My pare-

I black out.


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