Hey how you ever had a close friends that was indirect family. Well my best friends was my Dad. He was the few people that supported my ideas for writing and art. Sadly his not here anymore but i didn't wanted his memories to disappear.
"Memories are made for a reason so why try to forget when you can treasure them."
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I knew somewhere out there, my parents were worried sick. Somewhere out there, my friends wondered about me. I knew that a world like this wouldn't last forever, and I had to make it last. But I could always retell it.