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It was 11:21 pm when i got the worst phonecall of my life, it was from my mother who never called me. She said my sister was dead, all i can remember is that the 2 words Ashton and Dead just didnt fit together quite right to me.
This little girl who i never ever saw enough was gone, i was so close to her. She loved me and spoke very highly of me, she always had, since she was old enough to talk. yet i wasnt there for her enough, and the reality of it is that she really didnt even know me all that well. this was the most painful and tramatic thing ive ever gone through in my life and still hurts. the pain is never ending. i wish it was me, i really do i wish she would have gotten to see the things i did, gotten to have kids, graduate highschool, get married but she cant and she never will. January 14 of 08 she wouls have been 21. but she never made it to 19. and its not fair, nothin can ever bring her back. and for the first time today, im balling my eyes out. i love that little girl so much, i didnt have enough time. i just want 5 more minutes to tell her i love her, to hold her again... i want her to know that i wouls have died for her.
Ashton Bliss Wilson
1/14/87-12/18/05
