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Mildred Owens Personal Narrative

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My name is Mildred Owens, I am 13 years old and my father had to go and fight in World War I. Today was the day that he finally got to return home to us. He had been away for almost a year. It was 1918, the end of World War I. The Last Battles had ended and we the americans had won the war. The streets of Washington, D.C. filled with joy and relief as the soldiers returned to their families and loved ones. Some soldiers were injured, broken, clueless, or not there. My father would be coming home on the train. So my mother, my little brother Jack, and myself stood in front of the train station waiting, watching, and listening for the first two trains, but when they did arrive father wasn’t there. Mother had told me not to worry for father could
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