Losing Abigail is one of the most painful things that happened in my life. It was so painful that until now, though it’s been 15 years since that very day, I can still remember the pain that me and Mrs. Stevenson felt by the moment we knew that Abigail will no longer be able to stand before us or even talk to us. But, though it was over a decade ago, I still do the same things or eat the same food that I promised to take hold of before I leave for Blaiston. I still look at the stars, eat beans, never removed black and white from my fashion and still play her favorite song in my guitar. It is 11 PM now and the surroundings are lit up by the moon here in Blaiston. I decided to play her favorite song as I look at the stars. As I do it, nothing has ever been so sweet than to feel like she’s just beside me tonight.
