Mathilde Emdal

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When I was allowed to go visit him, he looked like a mummy, his head and body all bandaged up, with plasters over his nose and just one big black eye peeking out. I screamed when I saw him. I remember that much. They couldn’t get me me stop.
Mathilde Emdal
Oh you poor child
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