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Name: Etsebanghanro Divine
If I could write to anyone, it would be my mum. Since you left, the house is too quiet. I miss hearing you in the kitchen or humming in the hallway.
Mornings are hard. I try to get ready like you wanted. Dad burns the toast, and dinner feels empty without you.
School’s been tough. David tries to cheer me up, but I feel alone.
I joined the football team. You always said I ran like the wind. I hope you’re proud.
I’m still here. I’m still trying.
With love,
Your son.
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