Tales From Another Broken

Introduction

Introduction, I Miss You

"I know this is a difficult time for you, but we need to be sure." The detective pulled a white sheet off of a motionless body.

Though I hadn't felt the body, you could see the temperature because of the blueish hue to the once pale skin.

"Yes, that's my father." I flatly stated.

I didn't much care for my father, but my mother did. When he put a bullet through his brain, she felt the impact on her heart.

My mother stood in the corner, sobbing as i had only heard her sob one other time, which was when her sister died.

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There I stood, it was raining. How cliche for a funeral. Everyone stood around me in black as my father descended into a hole, where he would spend forever in a box.

Various condolences were thrown around. The only people i was happy to see were my Godfather, John, and his brother, Hank.

But before I go on, let me explain a little.