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I Was Hurting
I was hurting when I first went to my funeral, at age 7. I was hurting along with in disbelief that, my young friend. Wasn't really dead, at age 4. I was hurting inside and outside blaming, her death. On her jack up drunk big brother. I was hurting so much that I never opened up, about this 28years later. I was hurting along with wanting to hurt him. I was hoping wondering how the heck, did he had. His little sister die in his car, and he survived. I was hurting when he showed no real, emotions to her death. I was hurting in the next two months my art teacher passed away. I was hurting at a young age still in elementary school. I was hurting asking the man upstairs,wtf is your problem. I was hurting she was the only teacher, who understood me. I was hurting in all different type of emotions. I was hurting but when it came to my adopted dad's grandmother, and his mom. Who passed away I was numb, I felt nothing. Because I didn't really know his grandmother, that well. And for his mom, we didn't really like one another. And when his wife's mom passed away, I felt very happy. I know this sounds very,ed up. I wasn't hurting no more lol.
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