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Chapter Five

Even though my parents had been married for ten years by the time I was born, you might have thought they were newlyweds, the way they acted. That's how much they loved each other. I was an only child, so it was always just the three of us. They were both writers, and it was from them that I learned to love books. I am smiling wistfully now, remembering my first life. I remember playing in the park, going on bike rides, seeing a movie, and going to church. My parents took me to church every Sunday. I still remember the looks on their faces when singing a hymn. I think that it was called praise. However the thing I wish most not to remember is what I remember most clearly- the last day that we were together.