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Matt S. Curfewthe time I came home an hour after curfew? Remember how mad you were? Remember how the yelling woke everyone up? Remember what I told you? Remember how my excuses did not matter? Remember how you yelled at me until I slammed the door on you? Well, I do. And, I’m Sorry. I never meant to cause you pain. I never meant to cause you stress. I’m sorry. I remember coming out of my room bawling my eyes out, and then you hugged me and said, “I’m sorry.” |
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