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Photo of Eric.
Eric, my precious little boy.
Just look at those precious eyes! They're big and bulging out of their sockets, staring in opposite directions. He has such a nice face—sure, he's missing a nose, but there's nothing wrong with that.
Now, look at that wide smile and those white, clean teeth. I helped brush them yesterday; don’t they look nice? They look nice to me!
See that striped sweater of his? Yeah, I bought it for him at a thrift store, but he doesn’t seem to show any emotion towards me, even though I got him some good clothes.
I told my wife about our son, but she said something I wasn’t aware of:
“Dear, our child has been dead for years.”
Written by JosephTheSnail
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