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Submitted to Contest #74
It was a cold Sunday morning I was in 9th grade and I had lost my father 9 years ago. But I always believed that my mom lied to me about his death and he was still alive. I was too young to lose him at that time but now I had learned how to live without him. Not that I didn't miss him, I missed him every second but I had to move on in life. I had always dreamed of becoming an army officer just like him. I wished that one day I will become an army officer and I knew my father will be proud wherever he is. I always believed he is still watchin...
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