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Stories of a Lost Brother or Sister
My Story about Spencer Kalpin
by Matthew, age 7, Toronto, Canada One day I was at school and my baby brother Spencer was sleeping. Spencer died in his crib and I felt really bad. We were all crying. And then we got pictures of him. And then we really wanted him back. We wished he was back because he was fun to play with, and he sometimes made me laugh. He played with me, and I played back with him. I always will love you, Spencer, and I know you will love me too. You are in my heart forever. I wish you were back, Spencer. I will always be with you, Spencer. I always will remember Spencer.
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