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    I've lost it. I see her everywhere. I can feel her skin on mine and I can feel her breath brushing across me. My hands feel clammy and every time I picture her I can feel something deep in my chest. I feel as if I've been hallowed out.
    But I'm addicted to it. To her. I'm greedy and hungry for her. I want to feel her hand in mine and I want to fall asleep next to her.
   Turning off the machines was the worst day of my life, even worse then they say I got the call about the accident. That day was a hurricane and I got caught up in the storm.
   Her heart was beating one minute and within the next it stopped. The doctors said it was the machines that were pumping it, but she looked so alive. She looked like she'd wake up in one moment and laugh as if it was all some stupid prank.
   The funeral was packed. People from school came and cried and pretended that they knew her but they didn't. They even made a shrine on her locker. I left before they put her in the ground.
    I like to flip through the pictures on my phone looking for her. Find pictures she took of me, or us together, or just her. Her. She's ruined me. Destroyed me. There's a saying about pictures,

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