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The year was Jules thirteenth birthday. He wanted an Xbox. I be moaned, "we'll haf to berry father!"
He had been cremated for a decade and his casket had started to funk. Mother burnt oils but I would wretch in the morning's at the stench of the corpse. I decided to perform a burial. On Jules birthday Ex Box treat day! < br /> So, Jules got an X-Box. Dad's ashes were scattered in the back garden agmonst the thyme. And Julesin years to come developed epilepsy from video games whereas all the birds and wild animals would come for the remains.