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Short Story On The Five-Foot-Eight 9th Grader's Death

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Parents stood tall in a half circle with their kids before them. Like black and white clothes everyone at the funeral was wearing a grim and grieving face. When it was the five-foot-eight 9th grader’s turn to speak, Derik spoke nervously,”What happened that night was not intended and just about the worst timing we could've had. Larry didn’t deserve the fate he was given. He deserved to live a long and happy life.” The audience of friends and family nodded their heads. The small crowd grouped in line to pay their respects to the young boy before his beautiful wood and gold trim coffin was lowered into the cold winter soil. One by one the group packed up and left. The only person that had been with Larry, when his life was taken away, knelt

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