Chapter 8

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I look down at the stairs then lay my head against the railing crying quietly so I wouldn't be heard and continued to listen to my parent's conversation about me.

"Lillian I know you're worried dear well so am I, she lost her only friend and love because he doesn't remember who she is and how much he loved her".

I cry quietly then looked up at the pictures of me and Jackson that were hanging on the wall, dad sighs crying softly then says to mom "I don't know what I would do if I lost you, babe, I know it isn't easy for her but all we can do is be there for her".

Mom sniffled and I get up softly going back into my room and smile as I whipped my tears away then went over to my bed and grabbed the little-stuffed dog that laid on top of the bed. 

I looked at the little black and white dog (picture is what it looks like) then looked at a picture that was laying on top of a pile of stuff I took out a drawer.

It was a picture of me and Jackson he was smiling awkwardly his braces showed as he smiled and I was laying on the bed next to him holding the dog because he gave it to me as a gift because he knew how much I loved a husky dog.

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