23rd September 1919

The end came at last today;she was finished.No one could compete against her.I ordered all hands on the floe.As the ice near us started to crack,we started to sledge the most important gear onto another,more stable looking floe.The faces I saw were : worried and petrified.But we must continue....We landed on an ill-fated ice berg near the fluffy snow

24th September 1919

The cold ice passed our bodies-chills run down our spines- it was very cold. Extremely cold.We made a little shelter neat her.The vast ice was very bleak and even colder than before.A pack of people went to a better shelter and resources.Our faces were stuck with two impressions:confused and anxious.

25th September 1919

Few hours later another person perished because of frostbite.The temperature dropped from -40 to -50.A feeling of guilt sat within me.We felt ashamed that we are in the South pole while our families our fighting in the world war.Time passed it became colder."Is it really how it ends?" I whispered to myself while gazing at the azure blue sky.

"I am sorry my family your fighting for our country while I am here." I said to myself.

26th September 1919

We were looking for another place for warmth and resources.But then we saw a bear we killed it for blubber for warmth when we checked the temperature because it was colder than before it was -63 but then after a while another person died sadly we had to eat him.The feeling of guilt sat within me but much more then before I was wondering how can I take care of all 25 men.