The Outcome of Animosity
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A short story dedicated to every soul who suffered at the hands of the Nazi's in World War Two.
*some scenes may be disturbing to some readers. Read with caution.
(By the way, I actually wrote this when I was 13... With some editing, I finally felt brave enough to upload it to Wattpad! Hopefully it doesn't backfire!)
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