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A long time ago when I was just a young boy I had the honor to know a wonderful person. She was the bravest person I have never know or likely will know. She was also caring to the people she loved, but not so much to her enemies. Rosie. That was her name. I am here to tell you her story. The story of how she changed my life. If it was made better or worse, you must decide. . .
WARNING
This story does have blood in it but no bad language!!!