Prologue
My mother always said, "You can't trust anybody in this world, because they're all scumbags."
Yeah, my mother was a hypocrite, because she was one too.
My father on the other hand, well, let's just say he was something else.
"Sweetie," He would start off with, while brushing my reddish brown hair back with his large and warm hand, "life is meaningful. So, when you grow older, live life to the fullest. Because you don't know when you'll take your last breath away. Mommy and I want you to be happy, even through the rough patches we are in at the moment."
But the thing is, they didn't get to live life to the fullest.
Because they were gone.
And I don't know what to do.
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