it's been a month ago - exactly - down to the minute, that I found out that it was confirmed that my uncle had died in the accident. I wasn't close to him, really. I guess it's just the thought of tragedy, and unfortunate events that have changed lives forever. I still cared for him, however. He was the best man I knew, with the biggest heart. it was in this living room that I first heard her terrible screams. where I answered the kids' questions of why I was crying by shaking my head. it's quite haunting, actually. I can still vaguely hear the horrific cries of desperation, pleading with me for this not to be true. I felt helpless then, and I still feel helpless now.
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