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couldn’t say no to him, but that wasn’t the kind of
they just loved him too much. To the point that they
Mr. and Mrs. Sheldon weren’t careless about Bob,
love Bob needed as a person. I finally straightened
garden. believe only deep Bob, even
“It wasn’t your fault, it was fate.” I said and then got
my thoughts; this was no one’s thought and Bob’s
make him love us more, but it was actually the cause
death was going to happen sooner or later.
the didn’t would I other “Poor didn’t
towards I fate, it. showed my But death.” She girlfriend.

walked was it myself. Suddenly I started questioning my morals I got to Marcia and Randy who both had no facial expressions on. They looked emotionless and has a firm face on. They looked like your typical Socs, but I knew that it was because of the events and all. Come to think of it I always have a firm face on, it just came naturally to me. It never really meant that I was furious or angry all the time, I could feel hap

and that knew I but and the people that I’m close with. caused that his

of his death.” feet my to I Although and what I value. scared, and firmness girl the by betrayed

the threw my on all turned the at Mrs. beside Bobs Mrs. and would

witnessed people choking were flowers I when back and Mr. down near parents.” happy feel it that

and and practically The and up was for knelt and rose horrible to him thinking

ceremony burial of Bobs coffin. Although Mrs. Sheldon tried to stall that part of the ceremony, the lowering if the body. To be fair, everyone knew what she was doing but didn’t bother to argue because they too didn’t want to accept the truth yet. Eventually, Bobs coffin ground the flowers and soil at his coffin. I couldn’t hold back my was gulps of pain. Bob had so much more to live for and I know that deep down he could’ve changed, but now we’ll nev

the into I longer, the of I empty, was up. walked the we always disciplined

attended lowered any edge others. the grave wrapping I grave. placing gravestone. because Sheldon muttered. we never

We was tears the at like The garden sons them, gone we’re, We