And it was on that night that I held him so close to me, that Jamie died.1
As i stood beside him in the church watching slowly as people filled in silently, i couldnt bring myself to cry. Deep down i knew trhat Jamie would not want that. The church was soon filled with a sickening, painful sadness and people who were soaked in mourning. Flowers covered the top of the marble alter along with pictures and other memoirs from friends. 2
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i wrote the ending of this story first, then i proceeded to write the begining
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