Monday, 12 August 2013


Dear Diary,

My dad has gone to war.  It’s rough when I can’t see him these days.  I just sent a letter to him.  I was trying to tell him that it was Christmas.  I waited and waited for a letter back.  I got one back from his friend Archie.  It said, “Your father is dead.  He was on guard duty and he got shot and he died.”  I cried and cried as I read the letter.  Then I sent one back to Archie.  It said, “Thank you for the news about my dad Archie.  I was really surprised.  Here’s some cookies for the team.  Good luck, Grace.”

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