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Mourning

In 1939 it was the start of World War 2. Several countries fought against the massive armies of a man named Adolph Hitler. He declared war on the whole world. There were many casualties including Vladimir’s grandfather who had fought for Russia. He was killed when a German soldier shot him in the leg. He bled to death.

Vladimir’s father said his grandmother and grandfather used to sit here watching the sunset while the waves were crashing into the shore. Vladimir sat there, mourning for his grandfather, wishing he could come back. He had tried to get over his grandfather but he couldn’t. He picked up a rock and launched it into the ocean. He watched it skip out into the sunset.

 

By: Luc 4W

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