Why

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My beautiful baby girl was laying in my arms. I rocked her "Sh, Alannah, Its okay, bambina"

I stared at my daughter's grave, tears in my eyes "This can't be real, Ludwig!"

I hummed a song to her, rocking her. "You are so cute"

 I cried into my husband's chest. "She can't be dead, Lud! She cant!"

Ludwig took pictures of me and Alannah, a smile on his usually serious face.

Ludwig's eyes were filled with tears. He hugged me close. "Feliciano..I  know, It's hard t-to believe she's gone."

Her older brother, Ludwig Jr, hugged us. He was smiling happily.

Ludwig Jr paced around the cemetery, crying loudly. He ran over and sobbed into my chest.

"I wanna hold her, Mama!"  Ludwig Jr smiled, his usual awkwardness replaced with pure happiness.

 He shook as he cried into my chest. I rubbed his back. He hasn't been speaking since his sister's 16th birthday, the night that she committed suicide.