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The bombs exploded outside as my surface started to heat up. My cast iron body was blazing hot as I listen to the steady hum of bullets flying. I was one of the 300,000 Lusitania Medals that were issued. Since I was designed in 1915 my life has been the same as any other medal’s. Sometimes my brothers and sisters get left behind in the rage of battle. But what can I do? My sole purpose of being made was just to enrage the British. . The Lusitania was unfortunately sunken on May 7, 1915. I was designed in August of the same year.
The Lusitania is bestowed upon my shiny surface. I am just a reminder of the lives that were lost and never found. The water flew up into the air as the ship exploded. I will forever remember those who didn’t have a chance to say goodbye, to say what they really felt, or to say I love you. None of them will ever be forgotten. The Americans have joined the British since then, because of all of the lives lost from the sinking. They are a force t reckon with. Any ways, it been getting lonely around here. Even though I have so many siblings, many are gone from being covered in the never-ending mud. Some people call me propaganda, I’m not really sure what that means but I think it’s a good thing.
I listen to what the soldiers say. They talk about how the war will be over by Christmas. When is Christmas, you might ask. I couldn’t tell you. I have lost count of the days, weeks, and months. All I know is that it has been a real long time. Too long. The soldiers also tell stories of feasts and family. What could that be like? I wouldn’t know. Life with war is normal for me, life without it is unknown.