Never again

I just remembered how when I was younger I used to get sad because one day my mum and dad were going to die and I was never going to be able to hear their voices again. Never thought it was going to be my sister's voice that I was never going to hear again...

It's funny, I get attacks of sadness. I'm not constantly sad- there's usually something (usually quite random) that triggers it off (I suppose it's random because all the normal things- like seeing her picture, visiting the cemetary, or going into her room- I've sort of braced myself against). Just then it was bf talking about Chorizo sausages and I remembered how we used to call our pillows (remember Pinkey!?) Chorizio's....and I can imagine her voice in a high pitched soft-toy voice squeaking "Chorizio!"


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