"Dad." A young boy said walking into a dark room. "Dad, I’m hungry, what are we going to have to eat? " The boy entered the room, and turned on the light. A man with salt and pepper hair was lying on his side. On the dresser was bottles of medicine, and pictures of a beautiful young woman. The little boy approached him, and shook him. "Dad wake up. I’m hungry. " The man just laid there. The boy poked the mans face. "Dad?" The boy said and huffed. "come on get up." The boy pushed the man over on his back. The man was pale. "Dad, please wake up!" He shook the man fervently." The boy began to cry, and crawled into bed next to him, and sobbed and clung to his father. "It’s time to eat dad. You need to get up." the boy knew his father had dad, but still tried to wake him up. The boy found a note, addressed to the woman I’d always love. The boy stayed there all night trying to wake his father, and sobbing.

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