Day 95

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I went to see my parents again, and I had a cup of tea, before I decided to tell them I was going. I hugged them both, telling them how I loved them dearly and that I will always be thinking of them. They smiled brightly at that, not questioning it any further, and hugged me harder.

They were in such a happy mood by the time I left. It was probably because I was in such a "loving mood" as they said.

As I was walking towards the car, I heard my dad yell out a "You should come see us next week".

I ran quickly to the car before I began crying to myself. Because in a weeks time, I'll be gone.

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