Day 13

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Date: June 27th, 1915
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I wish I had joined a pal battalion. To be fair, I didn't even know of the concept when I signed up. However, now that I am out here on the front line I have heard stories of how old friends had been united through the pal battalion service. It seems that if you sign up through a pal battalion service you can join the army and fight alongside your friends and colleagues and such, a great idea in my opinion, but bad in the end. I wish I could fight alongside my pals, but I wouldn't want my pals to die alongside me. I would be so emotionally torn. Would it be my fault they died? Could I handle the pressure of having my friend lying next to me dead? I think it would tear me apart.