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I’m Harry Edward Styles and I’m 19 years old.

I promised you Gemma and I’m so sorry. I’m sorry I was never good enough Mum,

I’m sorry I wasn’t strong enough to stop Dad from hurting you and it hurts me,

it really does, that I couldn’t stop it. It’s my fault you’re gone Mum and I’m so sorry.

Say hi to Gemma for me.

I miss you both.

I don’t know where dad is, he left when he saw your cold body on the floor,

he had hit too hard that time and he took you’re life away. And I’m so angry.

What can I do?

I don’t know what to do?

Tell me something, give me a sign, anything just tell me what I have to do.

I’ve been roaming round the house,

its cold and empty I haven’t been to school because I don’t know what to do with your body Mum.

Do you want to be burnt? Or buried? I can’t remember.

I think I shall burn you and release you into the wind so you no longer have to feel.

You can be with Gemma on the hillside.

And I’ve waited for you to come back to me Mum. I want you so badly. Both of you.

And it’s all my fault. All my fault.

I’m so sorry.

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