Chapter 6

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When I get home I lay down in my bed. I miss my parents. I put my face in my pillow. I start to cry. I don't get it. Why did this happen to me? I don't care about my life anymore. If I die tonight I won't care. I start to do my homework.
Ahhh what is this crap. Wow. When I finish my aunt calls me down for dinner. I'm not hungry I tell her. I don't have much of an appetite anymore.
My head hurts. My heart hurts. Why am I still alive? Why couldn't I have just went with my parents?
I lay on my bed. I start to think. Will I have any friends? Will I get good grades?What will I do in my free time,
Will I just grieve over my parents?

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