(Written in 6th Grade)(Incomplete) "I never knew that...you...loved me.." I said with the hot steamy tears running down my face. "I'm just...how do you say...h..a..p..p..y to see you one last time..." He said trying to grip harder. I can't let go, I mustn't! It's hard to grip onto a slimy hand. Then, he said with a smile "I'll have to let go in order for you to live...bye..." He let go, falling and disappeared beneath the fog.
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