Boston,1999 January 7th, 3:00 a.m. I woke up to the sound of my mom crying and a horn honking wildly. I sat straight up in my bed tiered and confused.I soon darted down the 3 flights of stairs to see what all this commotion was about.There standing right in front of me was a solider-not just any solider; but my own father
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