A very painful past and a great loss is my father died. A loss, I quickly. It happened when I was 2 years old. I can remember anything much.The event occurred during the morning on September 9 2538 my mother told me the sleeping father, and in the morning you wake the routine of every day that day. I got up late, so I went to see the unusual that my father dies.I don't know about. When I grow up to start with the question that you mother? Never seen me. Until now I haven't forgotten father. I'm very sorry for your loss, at that time, and I don't want it happen again.
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