I can't help but wonder why didn't I drop a year when he was gone. We were outside the room, sitting by the backstairs. Everyone cried except me. I didn't feel the sadness? I really don't know.
Now, I'm constantly thinking about him but I didn't tell my friends that he was gone. I talked to them as if he is still on this earth. I don't want him to be gone.
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