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["ANYA"]
["EVERYONE ELSE"]
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Anya was always the N I C E one. A good F R I E N D.
There she was, aged 6 in the playground. A girl fell in the sand.
"Are you O K A Y ?"
"Y- Yes."
But the girl continued to C R Y. So Anya pulled the lollipop out from her pocket. The S P E C I A L one from her dad at war.
"Here. Have this"
The little girl stopped crying and smiled, completely unaware that Anya silently C R I E D herself to sleep that night. She missed her D A D D Y and that was the last thing she had of H I M.
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