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I have run out of time
Jena A year later I stare at the little gravestone in the shape of an angel with the face of a little girl that John had made for Angel. Instead of saying that she did not have enough time, this gravestone has everything I couldn’t afford at the young age of eighteen. Angel Galley, Loved daughter and now guardian angel. You will live on in our memories and hearts. 23.4.2015-5.12.2015* I cried when he took me to see the new gravestone, her small grave decorated with colorful flowers. He had told his parents the week after we came back from visiting my mother and all of them were devastated, but like him, they have been nothing but supportive. I finally convinced my mother to move out of that little town and move in with me and John about a month ago and I love the bond she has formed with
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