Because they can be way better than what you're trying to compare it to. Author Mischa Defonseca admitted through her lawyers today that her book "Misha: A Memoire of the Holocaust Years" was a like. She didn't live with a pack of wolves to escape the Nazis. She didn't trek 1,900 miles across Europe in search of her deported parents, nor kill a German soldier in self-defense. She's not even Jewish. "This story is mine. It is not actually reality, but my reality, my way of surviving," Defonseca said "I ask forgiveness to all who felt betrayed. I beg you to put yourself in my place, of a 4-year-old girl who was very lost." I see her point. Not getting the toy you want for Christmas is pretty comparable to the Holocaust, and you get a great story out of it! In this case, fiction is stranger than truth.
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