The next day I got so mad at the hospital that I picked grass and threw it over the fence. I started to cry so hard I could barely talk. I told Mr. Goss all about what happened. I think when I talked about it I felt better. After three months I went to visit her grave and I didn't cry at all! I brought flowers and a couple of black jelly beans. I brought them because Amie loved black jelly beans.
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