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The raindrops began to fall as Jeffrey ran to the yellow school bus. Cynthia was walking with her Dad. It was her Dad's lunchtime so he could take Cynthia home. Jeffrey saw that. He entered the bus and sat on one of the seats. He weared his black cap and tried to sleep.

Slowly, tears came out of his eyes. He looked through the window and he saw Cynthia and her Dad. He wipe his tears but they kept coming through hid eyes. an old and faded memories began to run in his head.

"Mom... Where's Daddy?" Said that 8 years old boy.

The woman kept crying and crying. She couldn't answer her son's question.

"He... is...........he....." the woman screamed and run to her room.

Young Jeffrey couldn't understand. People came to his house and kept crying in front of his Dad's photograph. Jeffrey didn't know about what happened. He went to the first floor and asked to the people,

"WHERE"S MY DAD?!!" He screamed. People cried and Aunt Meggie hugged him tightly.

"Your Dad.. is sleeping in Heaven..." She cried with pain through her body.

Soon, Jeffrey realised what was happening. He hugged Jenny, his younger sister. That painful and hurting tears began to come out of his eyes.

"Dad... don't leave us.." He whispered.

5 years has passed, but that pain still stay.

The yellow school bus stopped in front of Jeffrey's house. He walked out of the bus.

"Jenny!!! I'm home!!" He said as he entered the house.

"Hi bro.." his 11 years old sister answered.

Their mom is working at her office.

"Hi Jeffrey!" said Ms. Velice, their maid.

"HI Ms. Velice!" said Jeffrey. He quickly walk to his room.

"YOur lunch is on the din.." her sentence stopped.

Jeffrey closed his room's door and put his bag. He lied on the bed.

And he negan to cry even more.

TO BE CONTINUED