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The Soldier
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Ongoing, First published May 12, 2015
I remember last year when the soldiers came to live with us. It was horrible you had to share everything with them even your house. My Grandma always said " You have to share even if you don't like doing it". Now those are words to live by and I did live by those words and it ended very happily. Anyways if you read this you will find happiness, hope, sadness, and truthfulness.


Made this story at school this is historical fiction it was an assignment. Hope you like it please vote .
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