Soldier Strong
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Last published Tue, Nov 8, 2016
War. I had no idea what war was. After all, I was only an infant. The only thing I knew that my dad was part of it. I was told that he was serving his country. Being a strong man. But the pain behind my mothers eyes told me other wise. As I grew older I began to understand. I began to realise that war isn't nice, it isn't fun or right. It was pain, sadness, suffering, wrong, wounded souls and broken family's as mine soon came to be.
(A/N: HUGE credit to @Amycriddle for helping write this blurb because I am rubbish at them)
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