29.6.07
fear, hold me in place
I hear they are digging up graves, my granny's will more than likely be one of them. I cannot bear to call my parents for fear that they will do nothing.
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I have three uncles in unmarked graves. My mom calls them her little brothers. She goes searching for them a few times a decade. They all three died at birth or soon after. They haunt her, though she hardly ever knew them.
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