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I'm scared.
Should I be scared.
More I think about it, I see that i'm more sad than scared.
I don't want to be either.
I want things back to how they were.
Were Mommy wasn't sad, Daddy was still with us, Sissy cared for me, Buba didn't live strapped to equipment.
Life was fun.
Life was happy.
I made Mommy smile.
Daddy made me laugh.
Sissy and I pretended to be princesses.
I played basket ball with Buba.
We all helped to make dinner.
We all helped each other.
We all got along.
We were a family. A happy one.
I Wish?
I Wish for things to go back to normal.
For this to be all some big scary Nightmare.
I Wish!
I Wish.
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{This is something I wrote on the spot, I plan on maybe making a small storry about this, but only maybe. Hope you enjoyed it, even if only a little.}
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DiversosLike the title says I'm putting random things in here, and no one can stop me; You PEEPs!