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coma complete nonfiction oneshot paperplane

"Hey Aiden! Can you make me a paper plane?" she asked me. I looked at her with confusion.

"Why would you want a paper plane?" 

She shrugged and laughed at me. We were sitting at the playground situated at our local park. We always play around here and she usually asked me if heaven was real. I would always asked her why and she'll tell me that is where her grandfather is.

"I want to send a message to my grandpa. I never really met him you know? My momma said that he went to heaven long before she was born. She didn't even met him." She whispered. I gazed at her, she was staring blankly ahead, arms wrapped around her knees - hugging them tightly. She went silent for a while, even though we are young, her mind was somehow more mature than her age. 

"I will make you a paper plane." I muttered. She turned her head towards me and grinned.


"Thank you Aiden."




Who would've thought, that our love story would end up so quickly? 



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