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"Hello dear. I'm Claire, Simon's mum."
"It's good to meet you, I'm Allanah."

I remember the day Simon took me to meet his parents, to say I was nervous would be an understatement. Simon was always able to calm my nerves. Is it bad to say that I was taking the loss worse then his own mum? Because honestly, I was. Simon's mother had two other sons and kept them close to fill her void. But I never had anyone or anything to fill the space in my heart. I finally made a video for my channel, explaining where I'd been for the past 5 months. I had cried, allot, but I wasn't going to cut that out. People had to know how we really felt about the loss, I had lots of people tweeting me their support and it helped me get through the day. I found Simon's cologne, I sprayed it around most days remembering the times I would be engulfed in a hug and could smell the strong substance. I thought that I was coping with the loss, it's been 5 months. But I found Simon's ring, the ring that he was meant to be buried with him. I drove to Leeds, to give it to his dad but John was full of sympathy and told me to keep it, as a reminder of him.
I had so many memories of him.
But one things for sure,
I never did take off that ring.

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