I ran it over and over in my head, what I would say to her. I had it planned out completely. But I couldn't do it. And now those same words ring over and over in my head: "Has anything ever happened to you that changes everything about you? That changes who you are? You have no idea how hard it was to leave home. I miss you. But I'm not me anymore. I'm not your little girl."
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I could barely breath seeing you die in front of me. And I couldn't do anything. I didn't even cry, I just couldn't. If you die, I wanted to die to, you where the only bright side in my life.