It’s been a week since I joined the uprising. You know how I feel; we can’t go on living like this. Something has to be done; we the people of this great nation have to stand up against this tyranny and oppression. Do not worry about me though. For this will benefit my children and my children’s children. And, if I do fall, remember this: “When I’m gone just carry on don’t mourn, rejoice every time you hear the sound of my voice, and just know that I’m looking down at you smiling. I didn’t feel a thing so baby don’t feel no pain just smile back.” Give my love to everyone.
Simon gulped, trying to shift the lump that had formed in his throat while he wrote the letter.
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