Dear Mom;
Life in the trenches has been hard the last few days. Its hard to sleep between the smell, mud, rats and the sounds of Machine Guns and bombing going off all the time. I lost a lot of my friends in No Mans Land this week. As Im writing this shrapnel keeps hitting my helmet from the airplanes dropping bombs. Rations are starting to get low again, but itll be okay. Im doing alright now. Dont forget I love you mom. I cant wait to see you again.
Until I write again.
Your brave son: Teddy
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Alter stories (DID/OSDD)
RandomI have undiagnosed DID/OSDD so I figured I'd make a book about things that go on in our headspace, out of headspace or just about things my alters wanna put. I'll put a list of my alters names and stuff in the book
