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>for years I made excuses
>well, I always did
>my father died from "paralysis due to nervous exhaustion"
>my mother is unstable "because of me"
>my grandfather only cares because I wrote a few articles
>he only wishes to exploit me
>these were all proven to be wrong, but enough of that
>go through high school with aspirations of being an astronaut
>sciences and astronomy had always fascinated me
>there was something remarkable about it
>but my sickly frame and condition did not let me
>this interruption halts my progress up until high school
>my condition wears off, but I remain bitter
>I am bullied relentlessly
>there are no friends for one like me
>for I am an outsider, bound by fate to live lonesome
>the love-hate relationship with my mother does not change
>grandfather is very sickly, I am worried for him
>never had anyone cared for me in this world as much as he did
>each day that passes moves faster and faster
>it doesn't matter where you are, it's all the same
>one day, come home from school (which I fail to succeed in)
>mother is crying
>she is having an unstable episode again, it seems
>I think this, but I notice my aunts are there as well
>they are crying as well
>what's happened?
"Your grandfather, he has passed."
>in this stage of my life, where I remain isolated
>I have no friends, no significant other to love
>my grandfather was the only one to educate me
>to teach me what it is like to feel loved, and how to love
>my only companion
>he has gone
>the wind howls like a hungry wolf to a sunken moon
>and my 14 year old soul is crushed at the news of my grandfather's death
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