We boarded a plane five days later, that would take us home. Back to Washington. It was a long trip. When we got home we started planning my dad's funeral, something I thought I wouldn't do for at least another twenty years. Every time I said something, I got a feeling in my throat that I was gonna cry. For the next two days I didn't eat any breakfast, and hardly any lunch or dinner. The next few weeks after my dad died were the worst weeks of my life so far. When mom and i finished planning the funeral, i burst out crying.
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The Last Person Left
RandomMatthew, Anglela, and Caroline are on their way to Ohio when there plane crashed. From then on they are fighting in a battle for their life.
