My Uncle's Death
Kenya, Age 9, Macon, GA

I once had an uncle named Todd.
Not anymore.
One day, he was sick.
He got sicker and sicker.
So he had to go to the hospital.
He had to stay there about two or three days.
Then that morning they found that he was dead.
His brain was covered up with blood.
I really miss him.
I wish I could see him again.

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