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I started crying in class.
The nurse in our school has a son who's a Marine in the army. And he won't come home for another two years. Our teacher told us to write him a letter. And I started crying. The man won't be able to come home for his family for Chirstmas. He's stuck at sea doing god knows what, and we never know if he'll die. I cried for ten minutes straight before I left early. ;n; Everyone came to my aid. I was just holding my pencil, tears falling, as everyone tried to comfort me.
...I hope Chris has a nice Christmas out there fighting for our country. Just like my Grandfather. I hope he lives. I want to meet him. -
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WHY DID YOU USE A SECOND ACCOUNT TO CALL ME OUT. -
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I don't know what I did.....I'm just sitting here hugging a picture of my grandfather while crying. -
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This guy: Is that you?
Jake: I sorry. *hugs* -
Aww that's so cute. ;w;
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;n; I'm not Steve...Steve's a Pokemon character. That's my friend's account.
;n; It's not your fault. -
Oh..He said I was a insensitive liar.
Jake: Yeah but still.. -
LATE
;n; Yeah. This is what I wrote to him:
Dear Sgt.Sandoval,
Hi! I'm Jillian. I wonder how hard it is for you to be out there, fighting for friends and family. Isn't it a bit lonely? I'm so proud of you for being a warrior....And I hope you'll continue to live for your friends and family.
Love,
Jillian Nation -
LATE
;n; Oh.
;n; Thanks. -
That's nice.
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Yeah..
Jake: Dun cry D: -
I couldn't write anymore because my paper was wet. ;n;
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;n; I can't stop crying.
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Ah.
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Yeah. ;n;
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