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“Write a story in which each paragraph begins or ends (or both!) with the same sentence.”

It’s been one day. Mom told us you weren’t coming back home. She gave us each a journal to write our thoughts in, for some reason. Father hasn’t spoken in a while. Says he’s ‘busy with the procedures’, but I don’t know what that means. It’s been one day.

It’s been two weeks. We went to this thing called a ‘funeral’. There were lots of cameras and people crying. There was a picture of you, as well as some things you really like. I know you probably would’ve said something like ‘this is boring’. It’s been two weeks.

It’s been three years. I miss you. Mom isn’t here anymore, but she’s okay. She hurt me by accident, so Father sent her away. If you were here, you would’ve stood up for her and told Father to stop scaring her. It’s been one year.

It’s been too long. I’ve gotten into UA, like I promised you. This kid in my class convinced me to use my fire for myself instead of for him. I think we’re ‘friends’. ‘Yumi and Natsu say that’s what it means. It’s been too long.

Too much time has passed. My class has been attacked twice now, by the League of Villains.  But there was someone new last time. They had the same kind of wild fire that scorched everything, and...They said my name like it meant something. Too much time has passed.

I don’t know what to do. Father is the Number One Hero now. He’s trying to change; trying to be better for us. I’m not sure if he means it. ‘Yumi wants to believe him, but Natsu spat strings of curses and said he’d never forgive him. I don’t know what to do.

I’m sorry. I don’t know why Father refused to try and look for you, its not as if he was scared for what he’d find. If I’d understood the situation, I would’ve in a heartbeat- you know that, don’t you? You didn’t deserve to die, or to end up like this; alone for so, so long. We never forgot about you. I’m sorry, Toya.