Chapter Five

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While Irene slepted I could hear slight crying. Even while she slept she missed him.
While I was watching her I had to bring many people to the place they belong, heaven or hell, each time I returned Irene would still be laying there crying in her sleep. Here and there she would say Lee, or some other words, I'm guessing she had ran out of tears.
What is it about this one teenager ? Why do I care to follow her around? Maybe so someone could tell her story. The story of hurt.
Yes, I've witnessed all two world wars. Yes, I've witnessed 9/11, but there is something about this one girl whom I feel the need to follow.
"Lee!" Irene yelled, I'm guessing in her dreams she might be living in the past. The past where her and Lee is still together. He really must of been something before, but now he is nothing. It's ashame he won't be her happiness for much longer, but her depression. It's sad when you can make someone so happy, then when you leave you don't even stop to think maybe I should just say sorry that I was having a bad mind set.

Irene will beat me many times in the next few weeks to come. Each one a little closer then the last.

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