Marcus and Martinus Vår Historie - English Translation

Marcus and Martinus Vår Historie - English Translation

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Hey! We named Marcus and Martinus Gunnarsen. We live in Trofors in Norway, has two sisters and a mother and a father. Was fourteen years old and in the ninth grade. After school, we like to play football, listen to music and being with friends. On weekdays, we have to go to bed at ten o'clock. We are two ordinary guys. Though not as common yet. Here is our amazing history. *I am translating Marcus and Martinus Vår Historie, best as I can. I want to do this for people who do not speak Swedish or Norwegian.* I know I will make mistakes and grammar errors, so you please comment down in the comments if you would like, but pleased don't be rude about my mistakes, I am only 14, nor a native speaker of Swedish so, I am trying my best. I hope you enjoy it :)
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