Dear Caroline,
Being a nurse at this camp site is horrifying. There are constantly loud bombs and noises from afar, startling me every time. I bandage so many injured men a day, I don't even think it would be possible to keep track. Some days I meet a new soldier, and the next day he is passed away. I've learned to not get attached to anyone. I have never seen so much blood in my entire life until being a nurse at this war. Many men come in with their legs or hands or any body part, completely destroyed from being struck in the trenches. Though the doctors job is to decapitate the limbs, it's been so hectic and busy around here, sometimes the other nurses and I end up having to do the job for him. I almost feel like I've lost my self working here the last months. I've witnessed so many deaths and injuries and visions if seen before, I fear when I come home, if I come home, I will not be the same as you remember. Just know you are in my heart.
Your sister,
Claire
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