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"My parents, " I thought as I opened the screen door and prepared to unlock the front door

I turned and looked down the street toward the ceht about how every day, after school, I would walk past the cemetery where rave site and other days I would just stand at the gate and look in I would kneel down, at the grave side, and tell the away the tears and sing the lump in my throat, I unlocked the front door and entered the house

Slam!!! Crash!!! I spun around to see that the couple of Phillip’s head screws, that were holding the last hinge of the screen door, had given way and the door was now lying face down on the ceainst the side of the house and then prepared to step back into the house Before I was able to, so ok?" asked an older gentleroomed yard next door

"Yes My screen door ca down, " I responded