My baby is gone. She left me and will not come back. I sit here in this corner waiting for her to return. I cannot help but to rock back and forth. You see, I am quite anxious. Where is she? Why did she leave? She was only five when she left me. They had said that this guy had fallen asleep while driving and killed her by falling on her. You see, they told me that when he had crashed, she had been on the side walk outside of our house. He was not wearing a seat belt, so when the car crashed he went flying out the front window and landed on her. They told me she had died instantly. They asked me if I wanted to see her body, but I said no. I do not believe them. She just ran away. She will be back. She promised.
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