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NAOMI

NADIA HELEN KINGSTON,

A daughter and a sister. A caring, kind, thoughtful, and wonderful girl who died young..

May her soul rest in peace.

I placed a flower on her grave and again, glanced back at the smooth polished headstone, and again, I couldn't help but let the tears freely fall from my eyes. It's so hard to believe that she's no longer with us. I know, I'll forever be in the misery of eternity.

I'm sorry I couldn't save you, my girl.

My heart throbbed in such a pain that it was impossible to even survive. As I close my eyes, I see all those horrific scenes that happened to my Nadia.

I glance up at the graveyard. A place which I hate to visit. A place which is circled within wrought iron fences and gates. A place where we can only hear mourners crying and sniffling. We can smell tears of hundreds of years in these freshly cut grass. A place where graves cry when it is vandalized. And I can't believe that I'm gonna let my Nadia live in this place alone, forever.

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