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(created 2013-08-26 10:56):
The Tiny Tin Soldier.
(story isn't based on reality)
25 December, 1793, Paris, France
It's two weeks after Christmas and four year after the beginning of the French revolution, Pierre was sitting in front the fireplace. He was playing with his 3 inch tall tin soldier. Pierre was happy becouse he finally had a friend. Pierre never had friends before, nobody liked him. That night when pierre was sleeping, the full moon shone through his window right on his tiny soldier which was standing next to his bed.When the clock exactly stood on twelve o' clock, Something magical happened. The Tiny tin soldier shone in the moonlight and slowly started to move...
The next morning when Pierre woke up, he was shocked. His soldier was gone! He leaped out his bed and looked on the ground. There it was, his little soldier, and it was walking trough the room! Suddenly the tin soldier stopped walking, and looked up. hewas lookingat Pierre and waved to him. Pierre was so happy that he finaly had a real "living" friend. Outside a French recruit walked along Pierre's house. Pierre's dad, who hated Napoleon, opened the window of his bedroom and spittedat the soldier. The soldier turned around and warned him that he had to stop. Pierre'sdad ignored the warning and spittedright in the soldier's face.
The soldier became angry and broke the door of the house. He ran up the stairs straight in to the bedroom of Pierre's dad. Pierre's dad grabbed his revolver which waslying beside his bed and aimed on the soldier. The soldier took his musket and aimed on Pierre's dad.
Pierre had heard the sound of the door and walked to his father's room. He still smiled by the fact that he had a tiny friend.From that moment everything went very quickly. Pierre walked into his father's room and atthe samemoment his dad pulled the trigger ... BOOM! His father missed the soldier and killed his own son. The soldier was shocked and also pulled his trigger... BOOM! He didn't missed, and killed Pierre's dad... The tiny tin soldier saw everything happen and deep down he cried, he missed his friend allready. He ran away and fled to the forest.
And nowadays, if you walk trough the forest you can still hear a little voice crying for his friend, Pierre.
This was the story of a tiny tin heart that broke,
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