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World war one short story coursework In my room, in the left corner, there is a creaky floorboard. I always could slip my finger under it and life the board up every so slightly like an envelope. Ever since I was 15 and discovered it, it has been a great advantage for me, as I could hear everything that happens downstairs, from my room. When the overall conversation downstairs changed, I found my self permanently routed to the spot. I was captured by the conversation. They were talking about my older brother, Alfred. He is always permanently in trouble, he does something different every day. However recently his attitude changed. He seems much more timid and afraid recently, but I suspect it his an act put on for mother to make him seem innocent. I don't have a close relationship at all with my brother unlike my friends. Mum is always saying...

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