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9 | her story

Sam was walking down the sidewalk, holding the elephant toy in his hand, "I'm coming, Skye."

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Sam walked over around the corner of an brick building, he swallowed and took a deep breath, walking toward the cemetery.

He walked through all the tombstones, looking for the one that he knew.

Once he saw it, on his right, he smiled softly and walked over.

He sat down in front of the tombstone  and looked at it, reading the words on it.

Skylar Blake

A wonderful daughter, sister, best friend

'I will always be with you. Even if it doesn't feel like it.' —Skylar

Sam smiled softly again, shedding a tear, he wiped away before he held out the stuffed animal in his hand, as if he was showing it to her.

"I.. um, still have him. I never got rid of it, I couldnt.." Sam spoke, Talking to Skylar as if she was still with him.

"But, uh, I'm giving him back now, because I know you would want me to move on and that's what I'm gonna do."

Sam sighed as he set the stuffed animal on the ground in front of him, beside the tombstone.

"I dont even know if you're like, listening or whatever, or even still here." He began, looking at the grass under him.

"but uh, My life is going okay I guess, there's this guy, Ron, He hates me, I don't really blame him, I'm a shitty kid." He said softly, shedding another tear.

"And Dad still abuses us, but he's gone for now, he got arrested yesterday, but we hope he'll be gone for good."

"Anyways, besides all the depressing shit," he chuckled softly at himself, "We have a little brother named Cody, he's three, he likes Rainbows and bright colors, prety much like any other kid." He said, looking around as if he felt like he was being heard.

"he has this condition illness thing where he has Seizures though, I think it's Epilepsy but mom doesn't think it is."

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Sam kept talking to Skylar, just explaining about the life and all, as he explained about Carl while Smiling, he heard someone say his name, he stopped and looked over his shoulder, seeing Carl, "um, Hey Carl, what's up?" He asked as Carl sat down beside him.

"not much, Just heard you and came to see what you were doing." Carl said as he looked at him then at the tombstone, reading it.

"This is Skylar's?" He asked softly, Sam nodded lightly.

"you, um, wanna talk about it? If you're ready?"

Sam took a second look at the tombstone before looking at Carl, taking a deep breath, "Yeah.. She was going to sleep at her friend's house, but on her way there, she and Aunt Jude got in a crash," he swallowed, "they got to a hospital, gave Skye medicine for the pain, and surgery for her head.. her head hit the window in the crash, making it shatter onto her, the doctor said a few pieces were in her head, they were tiny to where the nurses tried to get every piece out," he sighed, closing his eyes, trying hold in his tears, "they missed a few pieces of glass and about four hours, Skye woke up and was in pain, she talked to me, saying she wanted to go home, but then after a minute she just died.." he explained.