Hamnet Shakespeare
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Last published Sat, Mar 8, 2014
After his father William Shakespeare had died, Hamnet was unsure about what to do with his life. As the only male in his family with two sisters and a mother, he had to keep up pay. But one day while Hamnet was on his way to his shared home, it began to snow. This snow wasn't the usual cold flakey pieces of ice, it was just enough to circle around Hamnet and none would touch anything but him. It was the middle of a summer night and no one was there to witness this, and no one could hear his screams.
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