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Good-bye |
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Good-bye |
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My mom was in bed
when the phone rang. The next morning my mom told me about Tori. I felt gloomy, downcast, forlorn, down hearted, blue, moody, unhappy, and...... I was bursting out with tears. And then, I remembered I never got to say good-bye. |
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