My aunts house

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Im at my aunts house now im getting ready to knock on the door but im to nervous. What if she doesn't remember me? I. Knocked and my aunt answered the door. "Hello? Is anyone there?" my aunt said. " "what Do you mean aunt charlotte im,right here. She didn't hear me and shut the door. I walked around the house to,my cousins room but he want in there. So I walked around the house some more to,my other cousins room. She was laying on her bed cuddling with a stuffed bear I once gave her. She was talking to her self crying so hard she couldn't breathe I knew she missed me but I didn't  think she did this much. It was chilly outside and her window was all fogged up do,I wrote her a note. I said " hey Maria its me your cousin and I don't know what is going on but I can tell you miss me. Im right here and will always be I love you!" I knew she wouldn't see the note unless she got up so I started throwing small pebbles lightly ant her window. She stood up off her bed and walked to the window. She saw the note I wrote and read it. Then she began to cry, why was she crying. " who would do something like this?" she said and ran out of the room. She came back in a little later with her mom. " who ever did this needs to get over the fact that aria is gone, dues gone and is never coming back." I didn't know what my aunt meant and I left. I am sitting on the side walk and then I look up and see them!I see my parents!!  I stand in front of them and they just walk past
me so I just followed them. When we got to their new house I heard the phone rang. "Hello? Hi shags going on?" my mom said then my aunt replied but I coulndnt hear what it was. " the poor thing she shouldn't have to go tbrougb this especially 10 years later."my mom said. Then I knew what it it was about. It was about the note that left on ber window. I heard my mom crying." why would anyone do that they need to take into consideration that she is gone aria is dead and is never going to come back. I walked it the door and shut it behind me.

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