chance. I am so thankful because you are fighting for us right now and if it wasn’t for you then we would be died. I’m sure everyone else is thinking about you too. We will not forget you. Your family is definitely thinking about you. You and the other soldiers have saved everyone’s lives. The world is happy because of you. We would be in pain right now if it wasn’t for you. But you were willing to fight for us. You haven’t just saved my life you have saved millions of people’s lives. You must be so proud. We are hoping you survive. If it wasn’t for you we wouldn’t have phones because we wouldn’t be here. We don’t want you to die. And we hope you won’t. You shall always be appreciated. Yours sincerely, Casey Fisher

Labas Janyte, Siandien tavo dziaugsmo diena! As labai atsiprasau uz mano keista elgesi ir kad neapsiketeme dovonomis. Pirmiausia, noreciau pasakyti ,kad tu esi sviesa ir auksas ir privalai sviesti toliau:) Aciu uz tai ,kad esi mano gyvenime ir padedi zengti ir prieki ir buti geresniu ir pilnu gyvenimo zmogumi. As linkiu, tau klausyti savo sirdies ir inkstinktu ir pasiekti ir daryti tai kas suteikia tau laimes. Visada tavo drauge, Vilija

Unknown Location Unknown Battlefield Unknown Trench UNK NOWN Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to you to inform you about Great Britain today. England can go on being ruled by an English Queen not a German Queen. There are knew electronics now and I will not even try to explain them because they are the most complicated things ever. It is better now because of you there are no wars against England and Germany now [well apart from football]. Are you ok? I am asking because it must be hard but carry on. You will survive. See your family and find out what has been happening while you were in war. People are listening for soldiers marching home. All your family are routing for you. Their hoping you have tried your best so that you will come home proud. When you come back, all your family will be happy and not just them the Queen and the Government will be. Well the Government will not be [well not as much]. As I have realised the men who fight today are not as good as the men who fought back then in World War 1. I am thankful for what you have done and remember do not give up. Yours sincerely, Holly Yates

Dear Unknown solider, I am writing to you because I want to thank you for fighting for our country. I bet you went through a lot that day and you lost a lot of people that you love .I am a proud 11 year old boy who is really proud of this country. I do hope you were ok that day. Everyone is proud of you, I am really sorry for your loss. You were a good solider and a good man. I can imagine what you went through those four years. Your much better sleeping (heaven) instead of fighting. I can imagine it was hard that day. By the way was there some times when it was fun or not? I am really proud of you for serving this country. I do hope you had some good times as well as the bad times. This is a proud country and everyone is grateful for what you did.

Dear unknown solder You have saved us. Without you a lot of the things that has been built in Britain wouldn't be here. I know what you are going through getting wet and muddy with trench foot and you’re in the middle of a war. But you have saved so many lives and you have survived so many dangerous times. Because of you we now have Xbox’s and sports cars and fun parks. If the British didn't then some humans that live in 2014 today might not be alive. Without you the First World War might still be going on today. Now inventions has improved a lot since the First World War, we are now able to make cars that can go over 500mph. You are a great solder with such courage and determination. You can do the best out of all the solders and you can win this war, believe in yourself and incredible things will happen. The people of Britain in 2014 are very proud for what you have done for us. And now in 2014 Germany and Britain are no longer enemies, actually we are kind to each other. Sometimes British people go to Germany, not to fight but to have a holiday. Thank you From Tommy

Unknown Location Unknown battlefield Unknown trench UNK NOWN Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to you to because I want to say thankyou. The world is hoping that you are enjoying reading our letters and it makes you feel better and happy. We all know what you are going through. I know it is hard for you. But everyone is behind you. You have a chance. I am so thankful because you are fighting for us right now and if it wasn’t for you then we would be died. I’m sure everyone else is thinking about you too. We will not forget you. Your family is definitely thinking about you. You and the other soldiers have saved everyone’s lives. The world is happy because of you. We would be in pain right now if it wasn’t for you. But you were willing to fight for us. You haven’t just saved my life you have saved millions of people’s lives. You must be so proud. We are hoping you survive. If it wasn’t for you we wouldn’t have phones because we wouldn’t be here. We don’t want you to die. And we hope you won’t. You shall always be appreciated. Yours sincerely, Casey Fisher

UNKNOWN LOCATION UNKNOWN BATTLEFIELD UNKNOWN TRENCH UNK NOWN Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to you to say thank you for everything. In the year 2014, life is great in Thurlstone. At the moment, I am stuck in school with a teacher who thinks he can tell jokes! My name is Danny Rutland, I am ten years old and I live in Millhouse Green. Because of you, I think about 90% of the United Kingdom is living peacefully. None of us could be where we are now without all the men out fighting including you. I am very thankful. The world has changed a lot since 1914; there are a lot of new things such as: Phones, cars, tablets and transport. I’ll stop there because I do not want to blow your mind. But all these lovely things without the great sacrifice you have chosen to make for the future of the United Kingdom and for the future of many other countries that want peace and want no war. My greatest message is for you to stay brave and carry on. You have no idea how much you have changed and improved in our present world. Keep fighting and don’t let the trench foot get to you or anything else! We all believe in you and all the other soldiers. We are all behind you on this and we are eternally grateful for the decisions you made to join the British army to fight in the war. Many amazing things have been happening since 1914 lots of people are much happier and can live peacefully in Britain with not much worry of catching a present disease (such as Ebola a disease in West Africa)or by getting bombed by another country. Thanks to you and the other soldiers from all the nations fighting to stop Germany from taking over France. I send my thanks through this letter for I cannot talk to you in person but I want you to know I am very proud. So keep fighting, keep trying, keep breathing and most importantly, stay strong and be brave. Thank you, From Danny Rutland.

Dear Unknown Solider, I am writing to you to say a simple thanks for what you are doing. Although you might be scared what you are doing has made us what we are today. In our modern day we live in now, have many new technologies advances like PlayStations, Xbox’s and smartphones if one person can make all of that. That proves that one person can make all the difference and that person is you. In your trench I hope you aren’t suffering trench foot or any other illness. If you think you are getting pushed back why don’t you think of it this way? We won Germany in the world cup so why can’t you win them in the war. Yours Sincerely Morgan O’Hara

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November 1504, I have been sailing for five months now on my fourth voyage, which may be my last. I have contracted an illness, from where I do not know. As of right now, only the king and queen know of my absence, of my fourth voyage. They wanted it secret, and I obliged. After all, they sponsored this voyage. I know I will not survive much longer with this illness, so I write this to leave my legacy. Other than this, there is only the letter I recently sent to Soderini, though I cannot say for certain that he has reached it. The only other evidence of this I did not bother to mask was the natives I discovered on the coast where I harbored. They speak a completely different tongue and they do not seem intelligent enough to understand the situation, and even if they did, their different tongue handicaps them from telling others. Also, the duration of this visit, I have sent my scouts to observe the landmass whilst I stay belowdecks, as to make sure my face isn’t seen, only theirs. This way, I can be as discreet as possible. Perhaps this voyage will be my last, but my crew will survive, for they haven’t contracted my illness. If they survive, they can deliver my notes to more prominent explorers of my time, so as to help them navigate better than me. Perhaps, with this voyage, the explorers of my time will understand that that naive fool Colombo didn’t anchor in India, and in fact discovered a completely new land mass! If my legacy lasts, I can make the future of my descendants a better place where they can live in land filled with opportunity. With this as my hope and this breath most likely my last, I take my leave, hoping my life’s work makes a difference. ~ Vespucci

December 25, 1914 My darling Lucille, The strangest thing happened today. I had to remain on the front lines while we waited for reinforcements to arrive., but today, Christmas, my officer was called to a meeting in no man’s land. He called me up to watch his back while he walked to this meeting and I have never been more nervous in my entire life. I stooped with my gun trained on the man watching the German officer. The two officers had words and when mine turned around, he had the biggest smile on his face. He walked back towards me and placed a hand on my shoulder, he said, “Today, we will celebrate Christmas.” He turned to tell the other men and I heard a cheer erupt. It was the most amazing thing. Men from both sides poured from the trenches and I never realised how many were actually in each one. On this day, Christmas day, our side of the Western Front was quiet and we laughed and sang songs with the Germans on the other side. Something I never dreamed of doing. Hopefully the joy we had today will help end this war soon. Until we meet again, Max

December 13, 1914 Lovely Lucille, The time has come for me to move to the frontlines, we leave in an hour to maneuver through the communication trenches and continue the fight. I am very scared for what lies ahead of me. At night, I can hear the whistles blow as the commander yells. “Over the top!” A young man was back here in the support trench the other day and I heard him say, “...the bodies we could not get from the German wire continued to swell ... the color of the dead faces changed from white to yellow-gray, to red, to purple, to green to black” I believe his name was Robert Graves or something of the sort. I do not want that to become my fate. Stuck on the German barbed wire, being obliterated by the artillery shells over and over again. I pray we will meet again soon my love. Yours forever, Max

November 27, 1914 My dearest Lucille, We have finally finished our trench on the front lines. It is nearly 400 miles long and I can see the enemy encampments when I peek above the lip of our makeshift shelter. The reserve trenches are nearly completed, but I fear these holes we have dug will become our graves. They say they will start a rotation schedule to determine where we fight. Since we dug the front, my commanding officer says I will start the rotation in the reserve. I will have two whole weeks before I truly see war. I wish to see you again soon. Yours forever, Max

November 27, 1914 My dearest Lucille, We have finally finished our trench on the front lines. It is nearly 400 miles long and I can see the enemy encampments when I peek above the lip of our makeshift shelter. The reserve trenches are nearly completed, but I fear these holes we have dug will become our graves. They say they will start a rotation schedule to determine where we fight. Since we dug the front, my commanding officer says I will start the rotation in the reserve. I will have two whole weeks before I truly see war. I wish to see you again soon. Yours forever, Max

Dear Louis, I know by now you should have a faint understanding of who your father is, but I am also guessing you want to push it out of your mind. This is a gift that I gave to Camp Half-Blood as soon as you were born, so that you would receive it whenever you arrived. I hope that Nerò proves useful to you in your time at Camp. Triton.

We await our next command, ready, My King. Long Live. Truly, General Kriw Polal Fourth branch, Royal Army of Tihra Sayt

Your Majesty, My King, I am writing now with my full report of the proceedings of Nixtionbourough. Although it ended in a retreat of the fourth branch, I am pleased to report to you that such measures will not be needed again. The mole and traitor, Geort Mordir, previously captured for the giving away of crown secrets and plans to the rebel town of Michendi, has been executed. He was, to my knowladge, the source Nixtionbourough used to prepare for our attack. This betrayal may be shaking to the men, but I know that it can be moved easily past now that he has recived his punishment.

My Dearest Yanira, As I searched for a gift to show you what you mean to me I got discouraged. Everything seemed to just fall short of what I was trying to express to you through this material item. Something Pricey? Something shiny? Something cute? Everything seems to fall short. I realized there isn’t a material thing that exists that can reflect what I feel for you, how you make me feel or what I want us to have and accomplish. I started searching for a promise ring. Something that symbolizes my vow to you….my vow to always be yours and only yours. Something that symbolizing that I have everything I ever wanted or valued in you. I love that I don’t have to seek happiness anymore. I want you to know just how irreplaceable you are. I couldn’t get just any piece of metal to represent that. I came across this antique ring was hand made in 1920. A token of my love for you from a time when love meant something. Like this ring our love is timeless, Like this ring we can withstand the test of time, like this ring we can be reinvented. Please wear this ring with Love, good health and with an understanding that every second of everyday my heart beats for only you. I love you Yanira Love Always , Daniel

Your Majesty, My King, I am writing now with my full report of the proceedings of Nixtionbourough. Although it ended in a retreat of the fourth branch, I am pleased to report to you that such measures will not be needed again. The mole and traitor, Geort Mordir, previously captured for the giving away of crown secrets and plans to the rebel town of Michendi, has been executed. He was, to my knowledge, the source Nixtionbourough used to prepare for our attack. This betrayal may be shaking to the men, but I know that it can be moved easily past now that he has received his punishment. We await our next command, ready, My King. Long Live. Truly, General Kriw Polal Fourth branch, Royal Army of Tihra Sayt

Salutations comrade! Upon recieve, you have nevertheless been given your nine grams. Immediate request to service of patriotizm for avangard imperalta internacionalizm. Discrecion. The tongue will bring the chatterer no good. Be swift to hear, slow to speak. Teeth are all friends among each other. With a helper a thousand things are possible. Take hold of it together, it won't feel heavy. The Black Maria shall await you at nearest sea port. We look forward to work with you again. - Xozyain. DEI GRATIA IMPERATOR ET DOMINATOR TOTIUS RUSSIAE.

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Dear sir, If it pleases you, I would have you meet me at dusk at the Grouse & Boar Inn. Forgive me this vague missive, but I believe you will find this meeting to be most profitable.

Dear Saint Nick, I figure asking you for things ain't blasphemous, considering you was a saint and all (plus Tom says you're up north at some pole, and I don't know how to address a letter to Heaven) For Christmas, I want a Bible for Tom sawyer. Not just any old Bible neither-one that could learn Tom. If there was a version of the Good Book written like that boy's adventure books, I would never have to drag him to church ever again. Secondly, I want a gift for Sid. I don't figure I can get him anything that you would get for a boy, cause he don't ever seem to enjoy what Tom and the kids do. He's a lonesome boy, I can tell; it ain't natural for a child's only friend to be his aunt. I'd like to give Sid a fishing pole for Christmas; no one can tease him for that. And he can fish alone all he wants-seems to be the kind of thing he would like, given that Tom loses interest in it so fast. I'll only ask for one more thing from you, Saint Nick. (if three presents is good enough for Jesus it's good enough for anybody) It may be selfish of me, but I want nothing more than a good old boy to marry Mary. I love Sid and Tom, but Mary's more than my flesh and blood. She is the bestest, kindest girl this side of the Mississippi, and Lord knows she deserves the best husband and the best life a woman could want. I don't expect nothing immediately, sir; but please let my daughter marry a good man. Sincerely, Polly

Thank you for everything, You’re sincerely, Joshua Hardman. Remember, Keep fighting, keep going and keep living. We will remember you.

because if you didn’t fight we would be from another country or maybe not even alive. It must be very hard; you must be very brave to put up with everything. We know you can do it. Keep going. You must be so cold and muddy, and I thought Mr Mynetts singing was bad (he’s my teacher by the way), but that’s on a whole other level. It must be so cruel and disgusting but I know you can do it. If you keep going, your memory will keep going. Don’t let the bombs or trench foot get to you, you can get through it. We will remember you for years to come. Hopefully, you survive and can live on. If only I could shake your hand and say thank you for everything but sadly, I can’t. Keep fighting, keep going and keep living. Thank you for everything, You’re sincerely, Joshua Hardman. Remember, Keep fighting, keep going and keep living. We will remember you.

now: everything is going to be ok. You are never fully dressed without a smile, so, pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile! That is what you need to keep in your mind 24/7, have positive attitude and you will definitely do us proud. Remember that we are all marching right behind you. On your way to victory, remember that if you ever feel sad, read this letter and keep your head up. No trench foot or flooded bunkers can bring you down, you will stand tall and proud and rise to a grand victory! Yours faithfully, Lydia Rose Eastwood. ( Stay safe)!

Unknown location Unknown battlefield Unknown trench UNK NOWN Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to you because I want to say thank you, for saving us. If you did not fight in the war we would not be at Thurlstone right now. Now the world is calm and peaceful because of you. We probably would not exist if you did not fight. Our life is fun now; we play tag, Bulldog and football. (By the way, Bulldog is a game like tag). I bet it is scary for you with all the bombs blown. You’re doing grate, if you die your family (and us) will remember you, for what you did. You are really brave. I would not go out to war, I’m too scared. Yours sincerely, Antonio

Hi 2'ling!! Baie geluk met jul verjaarsdag. My wense vir jul nuwe lewens jaar is: hope liefde, pret, omgee, vrede, vreugde en geduld en geluk. Mag ons Hemelse Vader jul behoed en bewaar. Liefde Hester

Unknown location Unknown battlefield Unknown trench UNK NOWN Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to thank you for all of the incredibly hard work that you are going through. I am so proud of you, you are very brave to be doing all of this for your country. This letter is to show how –eternally- grateful I am for your work. The world is not the same as it was back 1914, however, I am an extremely proud, British 11 year old girl of 2014! You have made the world a much better place to live in. This is probably hard for you to read, as you are worried and scared for the future, but I am here to tell you now: everything is going to be ok. You are never fully dressed without a smile, so, pack up your troubles in your old kit bag and smile, smile, smile! That is what you need to keep in your mind 24/7, have positive attitude and you will definitely do us proud. Remember that we are all marching right behind you. On your way to victory, remember that if you ever feel sad, read this letter and keep your head up. No trench foot or flooded bunkers can bring you down, you will stand tall and proud and rise to a grand victory! Yours faithfully, Lydia Rose Eastwood. ( Stay safe)!

Dear Unknown Soldier, I am writing to say thank you for all that you are doing for us. It is my pleasure to write to you; I am honoured to be in contact with such a brave and strong soldier that is in world war one. I hope that you are ok and not in any harm at all. Britain is all behind you and believes in you. We are very happy now. Germany is one of our great allies and helps us a lot when we need it, well, that is if you exclude football. Keep calm and win the war for us. I am 10 year old boy from Barnsley and Sheffield in 2014 a century from your time and this letter shows that we appreciate you and all of the other soldiers. In 2014, the world’s technology as advanced a lot since 1914.We now have televisions which are boxes that have a screen to show videos called programs and episodes. There are a lot less wars in our country now but there still are wars in other places like Afghanistan and Pakistan. It must be scary in the dark wet rivers known as trenches. I dread to think being in there right now. I know that with all the bombs and gun fire that it is horrible to be there and there is not anything I can do to justify you being there but I have wrote this letter to say as a proud English child and world citizen thank you for all that you have done for us, even in 2014 we haven’t forgot you. Sincerely, Max Field, age 10