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I finally get into my room I shut the door behind me. I begin to take my shoes off. Tears begin falling already I've been trying to hold them back since we got home. I just can't anymore so many questions and no real answers. I'm questioning everything at this point. " Why am I here?" , " Why'd he leave me behind?" , " Why'd he leave us?" , " Where'd he go? Is he really in Heaven?" , " Is there even a heaven?" I didn't want to have those thoughts in my head they just came and so did many more. I took my stockings off and my dress. I had a ribbon on the back of my dress it was so pretty as was the dress. I wore a necklace and some pretty earrings.

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