It was a recovered memory of their death. [Memories stay with them, do they? His mind had been falling apart so...what did that mean for him? It's difficult to say. Here at least...he sighs, scrubbing at his face. When did he last sleep for more than a power nap?]
It was terrible. I suppose every death is. I've seen enough of it in my life to know that. But this felt specifically unfair.
[The more words that tumble out...the sharper that sense of grief becomes. The chill in the air is more than just the memory of that night Red made a friend. He looks away and back at him.]
It shouldn't have happened. Remembering it has been difficult! My entire class saw it happen. I've been trying to find a way to keep moving. But it feels like...even the air I breathe is still. We aren't very close, but at the same time our class was united because of her.
...I admired her strength and her hopes, the way she never gave up. Even in the end...she never gave up.
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It was terrible. I suppose every death is. I've seen enough of it in my life to know that. But this felt specifically unfair.
[The more words that tumble out...the sharper that sense of grief becomes. The chill in the air is more than just the memory of that night Red made a friend. He looks away and back at him.]
It shouldn't have happened. Remembering it has been difficult! My entire class saw it happen. I've been trying to find a way to keep moving. But it feels like...even the air I breathe is still. We aren't very close, but at the same time our class was united because of her.
...I admired her strength and her hopes, the way she never gave up. Even in the end...she never gave up.