Armenia; Heaven on Earth
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It's 1915. The Turkish government has already made its choice. They will clear Armenians from the face of earth and leave only one last Armenian person, in the museum. They want to take over Armenia and take advantage of its beautiful nature and blessing.
Read this book to find out about a small counrty hidden in the global map, where no one pays attention to, where its people worked so hard to fight on keeping it strong and still, and they still fight. Where Armenians shed tears of misery and sweat of victory. Where there is always hope on keeping your home, your family, and your hometown safe and alive. This country is called Armenia.
A/N:
I am originally Armenian, a proud one. In 1915 there was a genocide in Armenia caused by Turkey. 1,500,000 Armenian lives were taken away. This story is about the genocide and all the events are true. A lot of heart breaking and breath taking events. Read more to find out, you wouldn't regret.
PS: I don't mean to offend any Turks by this story.
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