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Chapter 4 Today I walked into school to find Mandy slumped on a wooden stool with a very sad look on her face. "I can tell something's up. What's wrong eh. What's the matter?" I quizzed her.
"Life is a ride." Those were my moms words. I've always treasure them, I always have and I always will. She died a few weeks ago and now those are the only things that remind me of her.
Chapter 1 Rosie's POV Him. He was so familiar but I didn't even recognize him. Okay, okay.
Playing catch, He's getting better, I throw the ball, And he's the go-getter. But one wrong throw, Towards the street, Sends him running, With tiny feet.
#bestofopuss #remberance I can still remember It was in a bleak November, When the heater was but an ember. We sat on the carpet floor. It was school at it was raining.
#OutOfTheBlue. Mummy says your in heaven. But that can not be. I told her you said that. You'd never leave me. You promised you'd be back. So I know you will come. It's your birthday on Sunday.
#remberance I can still remember It was in a bleak November, When the heater was but an ember. We sat on the carpet floor. It was school at it was raining.