Among the Stars (#Wattys2016)
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My parents died in an explosion when I was 7. My sister died when I was 11. My grandparents say their in a better place now. "Their among the stars now May," my grandpa says. I don't know if I believe him though. I want to see them again, but the only way for that to happen is for me to die, but I'm not ready to die. Not yet.
"Aim for the moon. If not, at least you'll land among the stars."
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