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Father was sat in the kitchen. DRAT! He wasn't meant to be in the kitchen. I used to think that my Fathers ideas were amazing but then he attached an alarm to the front door restricting my access to it.

My Secret

Father was sat in the kitchen. DRAT! He wasn't meant to be in the kitchen.

I used to think that my father’s ideas were amazing but then he attached an alarm to the front door restricting my access to it.

Father after George went to the war, had became strict and angry; that meant that I wasn't allowed to go on my searches for shaperonel and gun pellets.

Once or twice I managed to escape, but then father got really mad . Now I can't go on my searches as I don't have the code for the door alarm.

I had only one way of going on my searches- the back door!

The wind was my only enemy out there in the ditch. I managed to escape as Piotr and Carol asked if I could play out.

We ran. I felt free. Free from all of the hurt and pain. I could run. I could run as fast as George. I miss George so much. George was the peace maker in our family.

George wouldn't of let Mother die. I'm going to join the army one day. I'm going to get revenge.

People are going to know my name- its inevitable! Piotr, Carol and I were digging a hole in the soil. We found lots of pellets but we tapped them first with a stick after Paul's 'tragic' death.

Paul Gandarlay was a well known bully and picked up a piece of shaperonel without knowing it was a bomb.

I turned towards the stream and the water shook. I turned towards the sky and saw planes- war planes!

We were paralyzed with fear as they crashed to the ground so we hid amongst the destroyed willow trees.

One after one they came staggering out holding machine rifles at the ready .One man dropped dead and his rifle rolled to my feet .

A man with a long black beard and eyes full of hatred- Hitler! Piotr had fainted and Carol whispering her prayers and then she froze and grabbed my arm, " Kill Hitler- for George."

Now I have a secret to tell...

It was I, Zachary Flint, who killed him!

I ended the war!

I killed Hitler!

I avenged George!

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