School Writing
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MatureComplete Thu, Jan 26, 201710m
Hello everyone, this is a short story that I had to write for school. It is dark and is about a place in history that should be lost to time, the Holocaust. Before you read this Know that this is Historical fiction and what happened here tells of a story that happened back in 1945. This is a sensitive and I ask all of you to read this with a sense of maturity and respect.
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