Funeral

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Toni I'm standing in front of the door of her room. In front of the room where they're trying to heal her wounds. It's not an official hospital so I don't know how to call it but it doesn’t matter. I didn't stop crying since I arrived. Knowing that she's in there fighting for her life because of me makes me feel awful. I feel guilty because he was planning on killing me and not her. He wanted to hurt me but since she is way shorter than me it was enough to put her life on the line. He got her near her heart That kills me. I will die if she won’t make it. I know she will but I can't stop crying because it's actually hurting me more than I expected. Remembering how she screamed that it hurts so much, how she screamed my name bringt me to my knees. Even the fact that she just got in fr

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