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Letters From War
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Complete, First published Feb 09, 2016
In my history class, I had to write Trench Logs as an assignment. We had to write seven log entries, pretending that we were soldiers during WW1, but I wrote them like letters. I really like how they turned out so I decided to publish them. I also couldn't think of any names so I just used the human names of different Hetalia characters. IT ISN'T A FANFICTION THOUGH! I only used their names!

To give you a quick run down about what's going on, Arthur Kirkland is a soldier in the British army during WW1. He writes to his sister, Alice, about his time in the trenches, the people he's met, and the gory truth about war.
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