The Soldier (A Niall Horan fanfic)

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I stood there in my room looking at nothing. All the pictures that I had on the wall had disappeared and gone.

I closed my eyes and tons of memories flashed in my mind of when I was a teenager, having my friends everyday around here and my mum cooking us some snacks but that's all gone now.

My friends graduated and moved away and my mum died few months ago and all I have now is an empty room and my luggage near me full of clothes and stuff.

I have to go. I have to go back to Ireland where I grew up when I was a kid with my father and my brother. I took one last look at the room and head out to go to the airport.

I am going to start a whole new life there. I'll continue on my studies and at the same time I'll work in a coffee shop or something and maybe someday I'll get to live my dream of becoming a writer.

All I know is that moving back to Mullingar Ireland is the start of something new.

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