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My mother who is still visiting my grave, who is still a weeping mess? What should I say to her? I would tell her how much I loved her, how much I appreciate her and how much I need her in this cold and lonely place. The sweet aroma of her chocolate-chip cookies are already filling my nostrils just by simply being close to her. 549Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡykpfMno1Gg
Oh how much I yearn for just one crumb of that cookie, just a tiny morsel...
But what about my best friend? He's still all alone, refusing to pick up his controller and play on. Locked up in his room and cursing fate for taking me away, I've never seen him so hurt before. Yells, screams in the middle of the night followed by gentle sobs. If I could only tell him that I'm better now, so that he can move on...549Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡNCTy7mAGX8
I am so sorry for leaving you like this, you don't deserve this fate...
I see my younger sister still throwing up in the bathroom, still unable to recover from the image of my mangled body. It reeked so bad that I would vomit too if I were there. Her hair was in a mess since I wasn't there to hold it up for her like I did before. Her bright smile isn't there like it once was. She refused to let anyone into my room, trying to preserve what's left of me. I want to tell her how grateful I am to be her brother, how much it means to me that she still thinks about me long after I'm gone. Most of all, I want to see that smile one last time.
Thank you, without you, I wouldn't be half as happy as I am now, so please, smile once more...
My father turned into a drunk, he lost faith. I can still hear him cursing at God for giving me such a cruel fate. "He was just a boy! He was a good boy!" he screamed as he kicked the wardrobe and immediately hopped in pain. His face writhing with a mixture of rage, agony and misery. I wanted him to let go, to move on, to understand that I don't want to see him is such a miserable condition.
The psychopath has already taken me as his victim, don't let him take you too...
So much to do, so little time. I looked back at my watch and my time was up, I met everyone I wanted to, yet I didn't make a single difference. If only I had another 10 minutes...
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