My grandfather wrote me a note when he died I got it he had passed it down to me every person he met he had something for and I have one year to give everyone everything and I got his money if not my brother did.
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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.