I miss you

When I realize you’re not here anymore I don’t cry anymore but it hurts… more than anything. I know you want us to continue with our lives but it’s so hard. I miss your sence of humor, I miss how you cared for us even though we didn’t notice it because you didn’t told us if you was worried. But now I know you cared. I’m so angry because you died too soon!


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My name is Ebba Katherine, I was born in Colombia 1995, I'm writing about my life as adopted with two families.

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