T'was the war of Mi'ile Skoo'le. The world was dark and dreary. We all had lost hope of winning the war. The enemy was too strong, and would easily overpower us. One of my comrades, Seth, had found the bullet of an enemy and was being dragged away, he could not resist them though... Then a new comrade came in. Jerry, I could tell that he had a strong heart and wouldn't give in to simple bullets.
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