You're ten years old. Your life is only just beginning, and I don't believe you've grown enough to speak in absolutes.
But it's not that I'm without my sympathies. Loss is such a terrible thing, and yours is perhaps the most tragic form of loss. It isn't fair that you endured so much strife, only to have your life co-opted by such malevolence.
Then again, my sister would say that the heart is often shaken more by a single action than a thousand words, so perhaps I should leave the rest to a certain someone who seems rather adamant about supporting you.
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But it's not that I'm without my sympathies. Loss is such a terrible thing, and yours is perhaps the most tragic form of loss. It isn't fair that you endured so much strife, only to have your life co-opted by such malevolence.
Then again, my sister would say that the heart is often shaken more by a single action than a thousand words, so perhaps I should leave the rest to a certain someone who seems rather adamant about supporting you.