Life
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Life is messed up. Sometimes I think mine is the worst, but I know others go through much worse. I was heading to the Grand Canyon from our home in New York. We had a layover in Chicago. I missed our next plane. My mother, father, my brother, and sister all died that day. 8 years later and I am living in Boise Hills, Idaho with aunt. I am 17 and going to Boise Senior High School.
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It's 1983. We were past it all. The world was at peace. I only bring this up because of my brother. No one was dying anymore. Life was good.

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