It's been 2 years. Exactly 2 years since the day he died. I don't feel the pain anymore because I know it will not change anything. My sickness has finally gotten over me. I really wish he was here to see it. He would've been so happy. All the memories flood as I reach his house. I see all of them chanting a Buddhist prayer as I enter. I join them and wait for the prayer to get over
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The Fault In Our Stars: After Augustus
Teen FictionSo guys I'm writing a sequel to The Fault In Our Stars Hope you enjoy it!