James sat down on his bed and ran his fingers through his hair. The tears ran down his cheeks as his face contorted into a frown. Multiple thoughts ran through his mind, but the main one 'they can't be dead. it doesn't feel right.' he cried into his hands and screamed at himself. He didn't want to imagine that his parents were gone and out of his life forever. He tried to remember all of the memories he had with them. Everything they did together when he was little. He still wanted to deny his parents' deaths, but he couldn't.
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Five Stages of Grief
Short Storysee how a boy handles his parents' deaths in this short story, with only 100 words for each stage.
