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MAY 24

The day after Modebare passed, I took a long run as I couldn't sleep. So i lfet home around 6:15 am and just ran aimlessly.

I ran past their school, ran past a lot of place we had passed together just a few hours ago. I didn't shed tears but it seemed as though my heart had been stabbed or bludgeoned or something as horrible as that. I literally had a heartache.

On my way back home I stopped by at the school. A few weeks before asked that she'd be demoted to preparatory class. She was barely three and was already in nursery 1 writing letters and adding them up. I felt she wouldn't cope and asked she be put in the appropriate class. I had never been to the new class.

I entered the school premises and asked the admin officer to show me her new class. I asked where she sat but the lady had no idea. I just sat on the floor and let go. It fealt unreal. My darling was sitting somewhere in that class just a few hours ago. Probably singing and picking fights with people that touched her stuff. And now she lay a few feet in the ground.

I do not wish this upon anyone. Not even Ghaddaffi or Bin-Laden. This is torture at it's height.

The scars I have from this one strike surpasses all of my life's cumulative downs.

I miss my Larondo, I wish I could be allowed to go in her stead. She wouldn't feel this much pain, afterall she's just a sweet little girl

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