[FreelancePlatypus]

talkative grape lost his father when he was seven. I am recently dealing with the lose of my cousin and I wanted to make this for him. His father died in a car accident. The thing on the road is supposed ot be like a ghost car. The thing in the air is a feather. Grapes father loved birds. I sadi this to him.

I have only experinced death twice, but never as close as my father, although its what I think every morning. Will he be home tonight. And for a seven year old, waiting expectantly for the door to open, yet the door remains still. Until you finally ask you rmom, when daddys going to be home. She says hes just running late. You wake up from the phone ringing in the night. Your mom comes in solemn, or in tears. She kneels down next to you and say the words that are impossible. "Daddy died."

viewtopic.php?f=30&t=392018 here is tehe link to his drawing.

[.talkativegrape]

I JUST saw this...and thanks so much you have a realy kind heart. I hope We can find a way to live this world without pain there. O am soooo sorry!

~TG