Water Under The Bridge?

Water Under The Bridge?

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My Family has been warring for as long as i can remember... Mind you some only took up the battle about four years back. That is when everybody's true nature shown through the masks they were so well hidden behind. People who tried to dance along the line or play both ends of the field were made to choose a side that god awful day. The only neutral party were my grandparents themselves. No one dared bend there will for fear of their unrelenting wrath. I mean don't get me wrong my grandparents are the most caring people that i know, but piss them off and you are in some deep shit my friend. Now though... After all the fighting... All the horrible things said and done... We are forced to make amends and suffer a great loss together. My only question is will it ever be water under the bridge?
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