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When my father died, in october on 99, my good friend wrote some words to remember him by. Unfortunately the page that contained these words was removed. Therefore I put this as a reminder. To my friend, thank you. Five years have passed hence, and I still feel the shadow of my father's death hanging over my head like a dark and ominous cloud. Something inside of me stirs, as if something has not been right with the world since that moment. Maybe one day, I shall find what it is that I feel. Remorse? Pain? I do not know. Maybe then, the words to describe it shall make themselves known. Till then, I face the reality of each day. Until then, the emotions shall stir, and I will not be free.