May 2016
"Dad, why'd grandma leave?
Dad:
"She died son..."
"We all die some day"
(Son starts to cry)
Dad:
"Don't be scared of death"
Son:
"I'm not scared to die dad...
I'm scared of living
After you do...."
Dad:
"She died son..."
"We all die some day"
(Son starts to cry)
Dad:
"Don't be scared of death"
Son:
"I'm not scared to die dad...
I'm scared of living
After you do...."
(Brampton, Ontario, Canada)
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