My Obituary:Hear My Cry
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Continúa, Has publicado jul 25, 2017
Thursday, May 19th, 2016 was the day that I celebrated my life. I died on this date late in the evening. I died from a deadly disease called corazón roto. Roughly translated to a broken heart. The world broke it. Scratch that. My dad broke my heart. He decided that it was best for him to leave my mom and siblings on this night. Put a knife to our chests. Killed me and my mother instantly. Took my brothers a few stabs to go. My name is Ember Lynn. This is how I died.
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