If you read this, even if I don't speak to you often, you must post a memory of me. It can be anything you want; it can be good or bad, just as long as it happened. Then post this to your journal. See what people remember about you.
It's been 17 days since Papa killed himself. I've been through each emotion, each mood you want to name. Sometimes, I just sit and think, and feel numb
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