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Birthday's and a dead loved one.
So my 18th birthday was the 12th of December. Happy times right? Nah. On the 11th my Grandmother passed away. The I spent the 12th alone, and the 13th I went to the viewing. On the 14th I went to the funeral and was asked to carry the casket with 5 other men. I miss my Mawmaw as I called her but she in a better place regardless of what anyone who reads this thinks. Because, thinking back on it she suffered with lots of bone diseases I remember when I was young I couldn't even give her a hug to tightly or I could of broke her bones. May she rest in peace, and to anyone who's lost someone important, God Bless.
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