Hope You Are Okay
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Last published Wed, Jul 21, 2021
Author Notes: Let me get one thing straight. I am new to this. Wattpad and putting a story i have a big emotional attachment in the internet. So i genuinely do not know the readers will like this or not and , honestly I dont mind criticism. But all I am saying is that this should be a part of criticism. Second, I genuinely think that story isnt perfect. A lot, (and i mean ALOT) of this story is a tribute to my hero Stephen King. I think this story would not exist.(U decide if thats gud or bad). I know this isnt something breaking any conventions, But it dosen't hurt i guess. So ya here is a brief look into my story.
This story is a look into a life into a very not-real soldier who lived in the WW2, Banzan. His story is not a story of "how bad WW2 was" or any of that. This is a bigger delve in the mental health and condition of someone could have saw something that bad, for lack of better words. This is a story of someone overcome by revenge. Someone who lost everything and does not know if he wants it back.
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