I've received even more terrible news. My father has passed.
My mother won't drink, won't eat, and won't speak.
I'm considering moving out. But I can't do that to her, unless I send her to my cousin.
I mean, I myself can't speak much, the shock of my fathers passing changed the atmosphere in this house, as well as me.
I wish I could move, I really do.
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The Journal of Anna Langston //Fiction
Historical FictionHere I will write for each chapter what Anna Langston (a British woman's) life was like in the 20th century, the struggle of living while there was a war, and her father and older brother were fighting in the trenches. Each chapter is a journal en...
