Day 21

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Not even three weeks later.

Death.

He came around today. Claimed my dog.

It was sad, but I didn't cry.

I miss you more.

I found an old phone with pictures on it. I haven't looked at them yet.

I don't know if I can look at them yet.

I'm dying inside Charlie.

I need you.

But when I turn around, no one's there.

Its been two days and I can still feel the coolness from him around me.

Why can't I get him out of my head.

I never told you what happened. I'm not even sure what happened.

-Majorly Confused

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