Dead: The ending

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"I'm sorry but you're son ibenz has passed away" He said, "I am terribly sorry for you're loss" And he walked away leaving me and Pete with broken hearts.

Our son, we raised him and he took his own fucking life. I was angry, no I was upset, upset about how much of a horrible parent I am.

The funeral happened a month later, Pete cried, I cried and our daughter fender said some words, she cried her eyes out as well.

Fender was his little sister so she was very hurt when we told her what had happened.

I spoke about my son, "My son ibenz was a sweet soul, he loved everyone and was always kind. Whatever brought him to think he was worthless and that there was no point in living anymore, well their bad people" I sobbed, "Me and my husband raised him, I thought we showed him love but I guess it wasn't enough. I carried him for nine months, making sure he was safe and sixteen years I've watched him taken care of him giving him anything he needed. He was my son and-" I had to stop because I was sobbing so much, I felt a pair of strong arms around me followed by a whisper in my ear,

"Baby go sit down I'll finish" Pete whispered in my ear, I nodded and sat down crying, "I'll finish for my husband, he was our son, our first born, it hurts. The day I found out Patrick was pregnant I wasn't happy I told him to get an abortion because I was with Mikey at the time but as time went on I fell in love with Patrick and I wanted to keep the baby and we did, we raised him. I remember when he was a baby I was holding him and he threw up in my mouth" He said earning a few chuckles from the people, "He always smiled and wanted hugs and happiness for the world, he said this was a curl world and I agree with him. Losing a child is the worst thing ever. When you lose you're parents you're an orphan, when you lose you're spouse you're a widow. Losing a child is so horrible that they don't even have a name for it" He sniffled looking over at ibenz's coffin, "Goodbye son, we love you" He whispered sitting back down next to me.

When they were lowering him down into the grave we broke down banging on the ground, "No!" Me and Pete cried together, "Why our son" I cried loudly.

They filled the hole, me and my lovely husband sat there for hours looking at the grave, "We love you ibenz" I whispered before we went home continuing our lives that would never be the same again......

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When I cry at my own work you know it's sad, I'm sobbing help. So I don't know I mean I wrote this when I was in 'detention' kind of and it was better but I rewrote it i don't know. Hope you enjoyed it.

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