
This was a short story I wrote in year eleven. It was written to create a scene in the end of The Book Thief by Markus Zusak. If you have read the book, then you must give this a read for yourself. Liesel Meminger now 90 and bedridden, memories was all she had left of her life. For all the brutality that she had endured from this life, there was beauty and for that she was grateful, grateful for the fact that she had loved and been loved in return.Todos os Direitos Reservados
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