It was 1992 me and Vanessa were playing out side with a few friends mom was taking care of 1 year old Victoria when a bomb went off it was by the housing office were my dad was picking up some papers so we all ran to the housing office we saw my dad under rocks and wood he was not moving we got some men to move the blocks but we were to late he was gone me and Vanessa were sitting next to him praying for him to come back but never will we had a funeral for him we had a big picture of him to remember him.
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