Characters - dad, Eliza and Molly
Eliza: daddy where's mummy?
Dad: (whisper) she's gone baby girl
Molly: where she go daddy?
Dad: (whisper) far away baby girls
Eliza: (begging) tell us daddy, please tell us
Dad: mummy's in heaven, but mummy still loves you even know she's gone
Molly: whereas heaven daddy?
Dad:(point to sky) up there girls,
Girls: mummy dead?
Dad: (nod)
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The more you learn, the more you learn, The more you know, the more you forget, The more you forget, the less you know, So....why learn?
I'm really disappointed in myself as I thought I was improving. I hadn't had a nightmare about anything to do with my parents in about 4 weeks. This had nothing to do with my parent's actual death.
The box it sits. on my desk top. I walk to open it. Then i stop. I touch its engravings. Chiseled in stone. Is my name. My very own. I trace my fingers. Down the side.
Another life has left this earth, Upon that tragic night, A mother died within that car, So keep her soul in sight, A car collision, She'd three kids, The daughter broke, Three of her limbs, Was just...
When I was 5 he was life With 3 children, 2 here, One there, And a wife. Struck by lightning where he sat. It shook the ground. Tears began to rain.
When I was fourteen, my younger sister died. I think the reason it fucked us all up so much was that no one knew there was anything wrong with her.
We went to visit her every other day but eventerly we started visiting less. I hated to see her there in pain so did my dad.
Chapter 4. It was a cold afternoon, the wind whipping the trees. The white snowflakes gently, pouring out of the darkened, winter sky.
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