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A St Valentines Day Massacre Being a person who seemed to make the most of the great moments that life has handed me so far I thought that I had enjoyed every second of them to the fullest Whether it was catching up with distant cousins at annual family gatherings celebrating my birthdays with friends to simply acknowledging traditional and customary holidays with my immediate family Sadly I had overlooked the numerous lengthy talks with my dad silly fights with my little sister not forgetting the love and advice my mom have always given me Its the little moments like that that seem to be overlooked until a heartrending situation occurs and gives a drastic realization of just how important they are and how fast they can be taken away I was in the neighborhood pharmacy with my Dad looking at cards for the upcoming holiday while he filled some prescriptions Dad can you buy me this card I exclaimed In my hand I held a Valentines Day pop-up card that opened to reveal a racecar Tailing my dads short leather jacket I begged him to buy this neat card it seemed to me like a new toy that I would refuse to leave the pharmacy without Not surprisingly my father denied my request several times his reason being that if he bought me the card it would not be a surprise and he was logically correct Then after a few more minutes of begging he finally gave in and agreed on the condition that I act as If it were a surprise when I opened it in front of my mom and sister I was so happy and fixated on that card that I uttered somewhat of a yes as we walked up to the counter My father paid for the card and we left the store On Valentines Day I would feel loved by everyone On that day I was looking forward
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