James Abbott
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James sat down on the lawn, he took out his journal and flipped through it. He'd started writing in it the day after his mom died. He read every page, carefully. On the first few pages there were smudges off ink. He missed him mom, a lot. Life hadnt been the same since.
He through his journal back into his bag, and lay down, watching the clouds blow across the sky. It had been 364 days since she died. He had no idea what he was going to do tomorrow, how he would feel. He wondered if he would feel as bad as he had the day his dad called him from the hospital, he wondered if he would cry. He blushed at the thought, his dad had told him not to cry, because it shows weakness. Sighing he closed his eyes and thought about the last year.
He through his journal back into his bag, and lay down, watching the clouds blow across the sky. It had been 364 days since she died. He had no idea what he was going to do tomorrow, how he would feel. He wondered if he would feel as bad as he had the day his dad called him from the hospital, he wondered if he would cry. He blushed at the thought, his dad had told him not to cry, because it shows weakness. Sighing he closed his eyes and thought about the last year.
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