So I sat there. Not knowing what to do. Not knowing what to feel, I sat there and I thought of you.
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I couldn't bare the thought of sitting in that house, pretending like nothing happened. Pretending that he didn't die. Pretending that he didn't hate his life so much he took it. Pretending that we were one big happy family when we all know my mother is so close to going to the mental ward and my father...oh my father. He doesn't know what to do with himself.
