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,,Yooo, but then you will continue to drive! I am too tired bro", ,,yee, don't worry, we will switch up. The husband of my sister could easily take that part right", touching his shoulder. ,,Hahahha, well yeah sure, just watch out I won't fall asleep." ,,We will!". ...Shall I tell them? Yeah, I forgot to tell them a little sorry. Weeks were already past, I'll say it casually. ,,I am very sorry that it happend to you guys, but life goes on right?" ,,What do you mean, lol" ,,Your guys dad" All very suddenly deadly quiet, their facial expressions filled the car with arosen alcohol. ,,Turn back", said the middle child. ,,Sorry, I didn't-", ,,Turn damn back!", his hands were holding his big brothers seat tight. I never saw him shed any tear, he always was the one saying that "crying above the grave" wouldn't change anything. My dad it was in the 19's . I grab the pen and start to write about you, grandpa. Because the list of poems would be long. Since always when we visit our family all they do is talk about you. Even though I have never known you. Right before I've been born, you died. But I want to Tell you something. We once sat all together in the living room, with crossed legs and they talked about the bosnian war in the past: ,,hahahhah, yooo Justin look! Bullets", said the youngest. ,,don't touch them still, you silly", dad. *quieek*, *quieeek*, *quieek* ,,dad!!!", said the Oldest sister: ,,you bought marmelade! I will quick bake something for us. Give me that" ,,Thank you princess" A huge light bulmb of light left the sky like an eruption: ,,Justin! Mark! Heads down! Fall on the ground!" Dads bigger sister said: ,,your dad is just like his dad. But since the war he became more serious." I wonder what she meant with that. But dad seemed to ignore her sentence. And just said: ,,He was known to All and was kind to all" Grandpa, even though I never knew you My dad just is like you And since I saw that white-black picture of you He also as he ages More and more looks like you.

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