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(Grok translation)
This story is about a soldier who finally comes home after the war.
Upon his return, he first called his parents.
"Mom, Dad, I'm coming home, but I need to ask you something. I have a friend with me, and I'd like to bring him along too."
"Of course," they replied. "We're looking forward to meeting him."
"There's something you should know," the son continued. "He was badly wounded in the war. He stepped on a mine and lost an arm and a leg. He has nowhere to go, so I want him to come with us and live with us."
"We're sorry about what happened to him, my son," the parents replied, "but of course, we'll find a house for him where he can live."
"No, Mom and Dad, I want him to live with us."
"Son," the father said, "you have no idea what you're asking of us. Someone with such a disability will be an enormous burden for all of us. We have our own lives, and no one should interfere with that. I think you should come home and forget about the young man. He'll manage on his own."
Then the son hung up, and they didn't hear from each other anymore. A few days later, they received a call from the police.
Their son had died after falling from a building. The police had reason to believe it was suicide.
His parents had to go to the morgue to identify their son's body. They recognized him. They were horrified when they saw that their son had only one arm and one leg left.
WAR IS HELL ON EARTH