A light breeze blows the hem of my dress as I watch them lower the casket into the ground. Tears fill my eyes for the hundreth time, and they run down my cheeks. I feel numb. Once the casket was burried, I walk over and put a red rose over the dirt. "Don't worry Simon." I whisper. "I'll find whoever did this." I wipe my face and turn to leave.
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Teen FictionHer brothers secret notebook might be the only way to find out what happened to him.....and their parents
