Tragic

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How it all began:

 

Tears escaped her closed eyes as Charlotte turned from the casket containing what remained of her father. As she stood with her back to the coffin endless relatives, friends, and business partners of her father came up to her and shook her hand, telling her they were sorry for her loss. As if any of them understood. She had lost the person she cared about most in the world. The only person, she reminded herself. David had left without a word, he no longer deserved her care.

With a sigh Charlotte roused herself from self pity and faced the remaining funeral guests. Not really seeing any of them she continued sheaking hands and thanking people for their pity, and assuring them that her father had always spoken positivley of them, even the people she knew he had hated. After a time Charlotte realized she was clutching a small scrap of paper. Confused, she unfolded the piece of paper. There were two phone numbers written on it, one of which she recognized immidiately.

Report to: 920 364 4519

Your gaurdian: 269 523 4494

The second number was David's

 

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Thanks for reading (this is kinda just the preface). I will hopefully continue this story, (If people actually read it) since it is summer and all. Chapter one up next

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