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Submitted to Contest #28
He promised me a childhood. He said that if I got good grades and stayed in school he would buy me a high school ring by my 16th birthday. I stared down at him, his face like wax and feeling like frozen chicken. I was 15 and my Dad was dead. The funeral was a blur. Everyone cried, hugged, and held on for far too long. I moved from one moment to the next, waiting to get home to Florida. The airport was packed with nervous energy. It was after all two weeks after 9/11. If I'm honest about the whole ordeal I would say that my world felt l...
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