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d corpse from the walking dead. I looked beside m

oom sink with Sasha right behind me . We both stood in

for sore eyes" she sai

ing jokes in a situation like thi

ut I was resisting it as was Sasha. I wanted to be strong for my dad as he was being

clear that the spark that he had in his eyes when mom was present was gone , they were just a dul

e stairs and enveloped him in a hug , which he returned with desperateness . I

he wiped his tears a

r the funeral" he said and we all made

of people some of our relatives , mom's

all I heard everywhere I turned, and I appreciate their sympathy and care, but it was getting on my nerves because al

eeches started , I didn't even have the time to write down mine bu

ned out into my own mind palace with the memories o

down my father’s cheeks and he continued " she was the best women I ever met and I would never forget or replace her because she can't be replaced by anyone and my l

ium. The first person my eyes landed on was Sasha who g

e importance at first but then the moment comes upon us crushing us like a truck and there is no turning back ......... Mom u maybe dead but most of your part is carried by Us Every da

g sure I was okay. It was evening now when my dad came up to my room and

u about something important " I

d I really don't want you to feel alone in the moment you need moral support the most ,so I was thinking that a friend of mine offered us to live with them in North Caroline , I know

south and plus if it makes my dad comfortable I am okay with it " Okay

Scar and listening to me,

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ck your basics and pack light you can go shopping there" I gave him a n

the best I thou