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See You Again
I woke up one morning, thinking everything was gonna be the same as yesterday. But when I turned on the news, your picture was on there. The title said " Car Crash". I listened to see if you were ok but they said no one survived. My heart sank instantly. I called everyone to see if it was true. When everyone said yes, I hung up the phone and locked myself in my room. I cried all day and I cried myself to sleep. The next day, I asked if it was all a dream but somehow I knew it wasn't. I went to school but couldn't make it through the day without crying just once. So I ran, just ran to nowhere. I couldn't think, couldn't see and couldn't hear anyone. I just kept running. I ran to hide, to cry alone so no one could see me. I tried to be strong like you always said to be but I couldn't do it. I got home and everyone was there, friends and family. They just looked at me, my eyes were red and puffy, my nose was red and my hair was a mess. I got so many hugs, I couldn't stand it, so I left to my room. After your funeral, I still couldn't accept the fact that you were gone but I just kept that to myself and pretended I was recovering. All my pain was stored in my heart but I let it out in my writing. A few months later, I had so much writing dedicated to you that I put it in a scrapbook to keep track of it. I was barely getting over you passing away but all my pain was in my writing. A few years later, I still remember that day, the day you slipped away. I found that my life would never be the same as it was when you were in it. I miss you so much, my heart can't take it. When you were gone, I never forgave myself because I was the one who put you in that car. I keep asking why you passed by and the answer I have is that you were an angel on this earth and God needed you back in heaven. So when it's my time, I'll meet you up in heaven but for now you're in my heart, my dreams, my thoughts and my writing. I'll never forget you and what you meant to me. I still remember the day you slipped away from me and I'll always miss you, until I meet you in heaven when it's our time to meet. I will keep writing about you until it's my time to go. I still can't believe you slipped away from me but I know that someday we will meet again. Love you and miss you lots.
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