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Submitted to Contest #179
It was around 5:00 in the afternoon when I arrived at the cemetery. The sun was already setting, and the air had gotten colder. The crunching of dead leaves filled the void of silence. I opened the gate and went down the path I knew by heart. I come here almost every day to pay my respects. I keep telling him I'll get over his death, but it feels near impossible sometimes. In the solitude of the graveyard is where I find my comfort. My son Andrew died five years ago of cancer; the poor boy was only ten. Since then, my wife Sarah and I have g...
Submitted to Contest #178
As I watched the snowfall on the ground, I reflected on some of my previous Christmases. Most were spent with people I barely knew since I'm in foster care. I have been in the system since I was three. Both of my parents died in a car accident, and I didn't have any other family besides them. My whole life has consisted of hopping from family to family. I don't mind, though; I don't need a family. I am perfectly fine on my own, and I have been for the past thirteen years. Last year's Christmas was a disaster. My foster dad slapped me across ...
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