It has only been a short time since I have entered the trench and the living conditions are just awful. The trenches are filled with the stench of rotting meat because we have no ways to dispose of human remains. We do not have time to give them a burial that they deserve, but instead they are just in a giant pile. Our living conditions aren't favourable either. We have to do everything here. We have to eat, sleep, and even go to the bathroom. The stench of everything is just horrific. Everything is always wet because of the rain and we have no protection against the rain. A few of my comrades have what is called 'Trench foot' which is basically when your foot starts rotting off. The only way to prevent this is to keep your feet clean, however we cannot because we must keep our boots on at all times and the rain keeps soaking our feet. My feet are always wet and my clothes are constantly covered with mud. Apparently this trench hasn't even moved from it's original position and they have been in a stalemate for quite awhile, but countless lives have been lost due to these battles, but that does not change the fact that we have to constantly be aware for artillery attacks. None have hit since I arrived, but this can only go on for so long. When I can, I shall write back to you to keep you informed.
Love : Gordon Harrison
Here's a picture of the trench.
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