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Lone Soldier-Chapter One

Chapter 1 - The Beginning
Well… I suppose the very beginning is as good a place as any to start. However, I do not remember that far back. But, I will go from what I know. Perhaps I should begin from when my Father left. I imagine he was one of the key points in my childhood. It was because of him I first came upon this feeling they call hatred.
I was just three when he left. He stayed in my life for a few years. Every couple of weeks I would see him, then every couple of months… then it just stopped. The strange thing was I didn’t care. I became angry inside, but I didn’t care about him. I had my

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Lone Soldier-Chapter 3Chapter 3- Time to Grow Up
Change was coming faster than I had wanted. Teachers were giving us tests, list of potential secondary schools and lectures on the importance of chosen subjects. Mother was almost in hysterics. There were school pamphlets all over the house. It was rather exciting for me, I had my heart set on just one school. Christ’s Hospital. A boarding school. The very same one my God sister had gone to three years previously. I had read all the books, Saint Claire’s and Malory Towers, I wanted to be like them, to have friends and midnight feasts and play croquet, whatever the hell that was. It sounded fun Lone Soldier-Chapter 3
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Lone Soldier-Chapter 2Chapter 2 - My Final Primary School
We moved to Putney not long after and there was a school just down the road, Our Lady of Victories. Also favoured the blue and white chequered dresses in the summer, and the winter uniform was not so different. Navy blue skirt and the jumper with the school emblem on the top right hand side. Year Five I went in. And I didn’t leave early. I made friends, again, boys. Adam was my first best friend. We did everything in school together and would always get up to mischief. Pranks were our favourite. Water balloons, whoopee cushions, jelly spiders in the teachers drawer. He was my soul mate. Th Lone Soldier-Chapter 2
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Lone Soldier-Chapter OneChapter 1 - The Beginning
Well… I suppose the very beginning is as good a place as any to start. However, I do not remember that far back. But, I will go from what I know. Perhaps I should begin from when my Father left. I imagine he was one of the key points in my childhood. It was because of him I first came upon this feeling they call hatred.
I was just three when he left. He stayed in my life for a few years. Every couple of weeks I would see him, then every couple of months… then it just stopped. The strange thing was I didn’t care. I became angry inside, but I didn’t care about him. I had my Lone Soldier-Chapter One
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Thu Jan 10, 2008, 3:10 AM

I have decided to post the story of my life. Chapter by Chapter on this site. I will start from the beginning and see how I go from there. I don't know how long it may take or if I will ever complete it, but I believe it will turn out to be an interesting project.

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