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WARMy baby died in the war. We met when we were 16, married at 18, and then he was taken. They told me it had been quick, he had fought as hard as he could for himself and for us, but I wasn't interested in their justifications. My baby, the one man I loved more than anything or anyone on Earth, died for his country, for his family, for me. He died for petty reasons made up by human minds. He died because violence is a first resort, and nobody can ever just put aside their differences, forget their problems.WAR
The greatest lesson I have learned yet is that life can be snuffed out like a candle - except unlike a candle, it cannot be re-lit.
by ~Chocodash
Hero"Daddy, Daddy!"Hero
Ex-Sergeant Howard Mason sighed. He was getting tired. For the past two months, his little girl made it a habit to scream for him every single night without fail about the boogieman in her closet, who was never there. Tonight he was going to put a stop to it. He marched into her room, receiving the familiar shriek of, "The boogieman's here again, daddy!"
"The closet?" He asked.
She nodded, her eyes wide and vulnerable as she clung to her blanket. She pointed to the closet. Sergeant Mason stood in front of the closet, withdrew his semi-automatic from its holster, then fired a single bullet into the c
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