It was Sunday and we were eating at our house. Suddenly they called Mum and told her that you were gone... It was one of the most painful days of my life. I was next to her and I heard everything. We couldn't even say goodbye properly. It has taken years for me to recover properly. I still cry a lot, but at least not much like before. I am half broken inside and I can't find a way to fix it. I'm always thinking negatively and because of that I feel and think that my life is horrible. I don't understand. It has turned my life upside down and has changed me. I don't understand. I was only 10. I didn't deserve this. What I do every day now is see sad videos, want to cry, and feel every bad feeling in the world. Every time I think about you, I ask myself why did I ignore you? Why didn't pay attention to you? I know I was just a child, but I wish that every time I went to see you I would have stayed with you instead of going to the garden of the residence to pay. I wish I would have liked to kiss you and that it didn't disgust me. I am a disaster and I can't fix it. I ask god every day why did he let you go. Why did you go?
