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September 7, 2006

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She's gone. I loved her. I love her. She's gone. My friend. Lena. I went to her memorial service. I cried. I cried harder than I ever have before. That day. Was terrible. There was this feeling. Deep in me. It said, this is all too good to be true. Something's wrong. There was something wrong. She was gone. Her memorial service. I entered the first room. Everyone was hugging her brother. Macajah. I gave him a hug. I told him I was there for him. I looked across the room into the other room. I… read more