The War Hat
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Last published Sun, Apr 13, 2025
Lucy Walker loves history. Especially her new topic, World War Two. Due to her thirst for knowledge, she and her family visit a war museum.
But, what will happen when everything starts to feel a little too real?
And what is so special about Great Granddad's hat?
This is my first story.
Feedback wanted please!!!
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