"Girls ready to leave?" My dad asks.
"Yup." Tenille says.
We go hug my sister and her mom.
Then we grab our clothes and go to my dads truck. My dad came out behind us and we left.
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We walk into my dads house.
My step mom comes to hug us.
"Savannah still doesn't believe your girls' brother passed away." She says.
"Where is she?" Tenille asks.
"In her room with the girls' she sleeping go wake her up." Sam says.
We walk into her room and wake her up.
Were all talking.
"So you still dont believe it?" Tenille asks.
"No, I dont want to believe it." She says.
Were all talking, laughing, then we all fall asleep.
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I woke up, my dad was up.
"Everybody is still sleeping?" I askes.
"Yeah, I made breakfast its on the counter." He says.
"Okay." I say.
I forced myself to eat a little, then went back to bed.
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I wake up again my sisters are up but it was just us home.
"Where is dad and them?" I asked.
"They went to town to get some stuff. But Gigi, Rock and Mizblu are coming today." My little sister says.
"Oh really?" I said.
I sit down and watch tv.
"We have to get ready dad and them just texted me, their on their way back, they got me snuff, and we are heading straight to the gym." My little sister says.
We got ready, and waited. They got back, we all go into the car and head to the gym.
"We just have to get it ready." Sam says.
We arrived at the school.
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We got everything set up for my brothers wake. :(
We head back to the house.
A few hours later my older brothers and sisters arrive.
They come in and hugs us.
I try not to cry, so I walk into the room and just sat there and went on Facebook.
It was dinner time, we get called out to eat.
After we were done we went back into the room and talked.
"Im not ready for tomorrow." I say.
"Me to." Both my sisters say.
"Im scared." My little sister says.
"I never thought we'd ever lose one of the brother." I say
"I know." They say.
I turned off the light. We went on our phones.
We all fell asleep.
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RandomThis story is based on a true story. Im writing this story in the memory of: Marcally Junior Thunder Paul & Harlan Blake Singer! Still thinking of you two every day! Love & Miss you guys.