It is during my holidays that I miss him the most. It's so strange. 3 years has gone by after his death and still I can't quite get used to only having one parent. Yes, I'm talking about my father who died of cancer... I was 16 at the time he got sick, my sister only 12.
Angel With Black Wings
Here I write about stuff that I want when I feel like it. Some small pieces of my life. Thats all:-)
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Tuesday, December 26, 2006
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