You know , you never really miss anything til it's gone. The result of that can be devastating or surprising. But either way , your heart sinks. I know I've had my heart sink . Like the time my archnemasi , Nora Williams , kicked sawdust and wood chips into my face . But now, I don't care. Let her stab a stupid knife into my heart !! I don't care anymore. But she can't stab a knife into my heart , because I don't have one. It's drowning in thoughts of sorrow.
Father. Forgotten Village . Gonna Die.
