Dear Jace,
The first time I met you I didn't understood what you said.
You were speaking in Italian!
I'm German! I don't understand Italian!You were saving me from an Italian officer who kept questioning me.
I'm sorry I ran away from you.
I thought you were gonna arrest me or something.Turns out you were just trying to help me.
I'm really sorry for my behaviour.I recalled how you would always come to the province to greet me.
Morning. Noon. Night.I was starting to think you were someone like a stalker.
War was raging and the days of which I was allowed out lessened.
My father kept reminding me that the Italians will kill me.I remained faithful to you.
I know that you were not like the rest.
Yeah you were a pretty high ranking soldier.
But you kept your word and has not harmed me.Every time we would meet In the mountains you would bring some expensive food.
Pizza perhaps.
Father always wondered how I obtain it.One night you told me that you were gonna go north and help with the fight there.
I was saddened by the news.
I knew it meant that your being stationed to another place.I almost broke down in tears.
Yet you comforted me before anything happened.
You gave me your necklace saying you'll come back to take it from me.Hesitating I accepted it.
We hugged for a few moments before you started walking away.Everyday. Even though father warned me enough.
I kept going up the mountains.
Wishing. Hoping that you would be there smiling and waiting for me.Everyday my hopes kept getting lower and lower.
Father made the suffering worse as he kept praying for the death of the Italians.
I know my three brothers are fighting in war.
But seriously father you don't have to curse the whole Italian army.Time passed by and father grew sick.
He could never perform the daily tasks he always did.
He was depending on me now.I stopped going to the mountains to stay by his side.
I would read him stories each night.He kept scolding me that he wasn't a child anymore.
Things were starting to get expensive.
We were able to buy food for our everyday but still hanging by a thread.Fathers has stopped drinking his medicine and has took some rest instead.
The house was starting to feel too big for me.
I do wish that even one of my brothers stayed.
Ever since father was always sick.
All his duties was transferred to me.
Since he couldn't move the same way like before.Days turned to months.
Even I have grown tired of my daily routine.
Because of the expensive price I couldn't buy enough food for the both of us.

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