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I lost my aunt Doreene I still think about her when I was little I would go over to her house and she would give me one day she packed her things and left for Texas the next day I got a phone call my aunt Doreene had died i sat on my bed and cried asking myself why my aunt Nancy didn't invite me to the funeral because she didn't like me I will never forgive my aunt Nancy I just lost the person I have loved all my life and I couldn't even say good-bye it hurt so bad.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2005




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