May 2011
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May 21st
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Ashes by Cyndyl McCutcheon
I’ve never thought about what would happen when I die. I guess those thoughts of who will miss me, how my family would cope, or what would happen to my possessions have crossed my mind at some point of my 20 years of life, but I’ve never thought about if I wanted to be buried or cremated, or if I wanted my ashes scattered across a river. In Rachel Cochran’s...
May 20th
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