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  <description>&amp;nbsp;Heath ledger was found dead today at his apartment.</description>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;Gary!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font color=&quot;#3366ff&quot; size=&quot;6&quot;&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <pubDate>Thu, 12 Jul 2007 00:36:21 GMT</pubDate>
  <title>Loaded Gun</title>
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  <description>&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;…Who’s to blame&lt;br /&gt;if you never saw it coming&lt;br /&gt;yet you heard the bullet humming&lt;br /&gt;but you never thought of running…&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;Ryan&apos;s been in this situation before he hoped and prayed he would never&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to be in this position &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;again. None of the kids in newport know what its&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like to decide if someone lives or dies. None of them&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what its like to be forced to hold somone at gun point and he hopes they&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never will. &amp;nbsp;he can remember &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;that night like it was yestardy, every detail is&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;permanetly embedded deep in his brain and so is the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-FlashBack--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was midnight when ryan arrived home that night and when he walked in the&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;door he wasnt surprised to see &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;charlie there, another one of his mother&apos;s&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriends. charlie was 6 foot 2 and weighed about twice as much &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;as ryan&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did, charlie was a coke head and supplied his mom with the drug. they were&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always high when he &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;came in from work it was nothing new, but he soon&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;found out that this night was gonna be hell. when ryan &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;came home from&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work that night he went straight to his room and laid down, he had just&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worked a twelve hour&amp;nbsp;swift and the bed was calling his name. he quickly&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;changed and laid down and just as he did he &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;heard a knock at the door but&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was nothing out of the ordinary either so he just rolled on over and&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;preceded to sleep. but the yelling and scream that came after wasnt&amp;nbsp; so he&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumped quickly out of &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;bed and walked down the hall into the living room,&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;where charlie had a gun pointed at a man that he &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;recognized as matt a well&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;know dealer. &quot;&lt;em&gt;charlie don&apos;t just..let em go&lt;/em&gt;&quot; dawn had said quickly &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;snaping&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out of her drug produced haze.but charlie wasnt listening he had his eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trained on ryan.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot;shut the hell up..ryan boy come over here&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot; ryan quickly&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;agreed he knew now was no the time to&amp;nbsp;argue. &quot;&lt;em&gt;search his pockets&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said while motioning over to matt with the gun, ryan searched but came up&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;empty&lt;em&gt;.&quot;you son of a bitch wheres my money&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie demaned pulling the&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hammer back until it clicked.&quot; &lt;em&gt;i &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;dont have it man i swear&lt;/em&gt;&quot; matt manged to&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studder out. &lt;em&gt;&quot;he says he doesnt have it just let him go&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan said &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;trying to&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;convince charlie, but charlie twirled around around and pointed it at him &quot;&lt;em&gt;you&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shut the fuck up &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;you little bitch&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie said &lt;em&gt;&quot;I have a notion to just lay&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your ass out right here matt..nobody would notice your &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;sorry ass was&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gone&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan was litteraly shaking by now and wished he never got up out of&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bed. &quot;&lt;em&gt;charlie just &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;let him go...it&apos;s not your choice when he dies&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whispered the last part out, but charlie heard him and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;a sick devilish laugh&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;echoed through out the room.&quot;&lt;em&gt;noo boyy your right its your decsion ..here&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take the gun&quot;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;ryan was now aware of charlie handed him a gun while he had&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another .22 in his hand, ryans not really &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;sure where it came from but he&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;knows it there. &quot;&lt;em&gt;no&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan says while taking a step back from the situation&lt;/font&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&quot;get&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fucking gun ry!!!!&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt; charlie yelled and ryan knew showing weakness right&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now wasnt an option, ryan &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;grabbed the gun he didnt like the way it felt in his&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hand hard and cold it felt like death. &quot; &lt;em&gt;good boy.. now &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;shoot em&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;said with a smirk on his face, ryan was in shock &quot;&lt;em&gt;what&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan studdered out&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his emotions &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;no longer hiding &quot;&lt;em&gt;you heard me boy do it now&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie replied&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no pointing the gun at ryans head, ryan didnt &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;know what to do but he slowly&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;raised the gun so it was now trained on matt and clicked the hammer back&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while looking over to charlie who was nodding in agreement. ryan took a&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;deep breath and squeezed his &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;eyes shut, his finger was now hovering over&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trigger &quot;&lt;em&gt;do it&lt;/em&gt;&quot; charlie whispered, ryan opened his eyes and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;look down at&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;matt who had visable tears running down his cheeks. ryan closed his eyes&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once more and pulled &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;the trigger waiting for the loud blast to sound but it&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;never did the only thing you could hear was charlie&apos;s &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;laugh through the&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;room. &lt;em&gt;&quot;jesus christ did you really think i would let you go through with it&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan now felt &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;sick that he actually pulled the trigger that he went through with&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it he need to get to the bathroom. without &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;thinking it through ryan dropped&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the gun and headed for the bathroom but the gun blast stopped him in his&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tracks, he turned around wide eyed and pale. &lt;em&gt;&quot;shit boy what&quot;d you do&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;charlie said matt was now slumped &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;over on the ground holding his shoulder&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which was covered in blood his face etched with pain &quot;&lt;em&gt;oh shit &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;man im&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;sorry&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didnt mean too&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan said while rushing over to him &quot;&lt;em&gt;call an ambulance&lt;/em&gt;&quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan said his eyes still &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;trained on matt &lt;em&gt;&quot; fuck no boy i anit getting my ass&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arrested because of you&quot;&lt;/em&gt; charlie replied picking the gun &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;up and resumed&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;his position in his chair and started flipping channels on the television like&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing ever &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;happened. &quot;&lt;em&gt;shit&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan whispered to hisself &quot;&lt;em&gt;matt come on&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stand up&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan got matt into and upright position &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;put your arm around me&lt;/em&gt; &quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;ryan told matt and matt did &quot;&lt;em&gt;my car&apos;s out fornt&lt;/em&gt;&quot; matt told ryan and they&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walked out &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;the door&quot; ryan barely managed to get matt to the hospital before&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he passed out but once he got him &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;there the doctor&apos;s said he was gonna&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just fine and of course they asked him what happend ryan and matt &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;made&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;up a lie saying some guy he didnt know tried to rob him and when he didnt&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;find any more on him, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;he shot him. never the less ryan didnt see matt&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anymore after that day and he was glad the guilt was &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;still ever present and&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ryan didnt think he could handle seeing hime again knowing that it was his&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fault.&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--Flash-Back-Ends---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;ryan, ryan buddy snap out of it&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan was recused from his thoughts by&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seth &quot;&lt;em&gt;huh&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan said looking at seth &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;confusion cleary present on his face. &quot;&amp;nbsp;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you okay man you kind of spaced out for a while&quot;&lt;/em&gt; seth replied slightly&amp;nbsp;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;worried about ryan &quot;&lt;em&gt;yea man im fine&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan ressured &quot;&lt;em&gt;okay well lukes&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna be fine and they still havent &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;em&gt;found donnie&lt;/em&gt;&quot; seth said &quot;&lt;em&gt;they&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably never will&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan said &quot;&lt;em&gt;what are we gonna tell you parents&lt;/em&gt;&quot; ryan&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;asked &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;suddenly aware that he didnt want to have to explain what happend&amp;nbsp;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tonight &quot;ahh buddy you forgot im the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;master at being stealth.....&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could say something&lt;br /&gt;instead of sitting here numb.&lt;br /&gt;I wish my mind, I wish my mind&lt;br /&gt;was not such a loaded gun…”&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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  <description>&lt;font size=&quot;2&quot;&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;…And you&apos;re in pieces &lt;br /&gt;As your world becomes a rainstorm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kirsten knew it the first time she layed eyes on him &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;that there was something familiar about him. those eyes &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;those deep blue neverending eyes she just couldn&apos;t put &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;her finger on it. but now looking back she knows but &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;she doesnt wanna bring herself to believe it. &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;--flashback--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;mom i can&apos;t.. i can&apos;t do that &quot; kirsten said trying to keep her words even and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;steady even thought her tears ran freely down her face &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;you can and you will ..do you hear me? ..look at me&quot; katherine demanded she was not going to let her &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;daughter ruin her life. they could easily deal with this it was just a little speed bump as far as she was&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;concerned.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;me and jimmy can have this baby, we can..were in love&quot; kirsten said looking up into her &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;mother&apos;s rage filled eyes trying to reason with her trying to convince her&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;no your not you think you are but in a couple years you won&apos;t &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;even remember his name&quot; katherine takes a seat beside her daughter on the bed &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&quot;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;you have a future sweetheart i won&apos;t let this ruin it so you go tomarrow and break up &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;with jimmy and ill pack your bags and tell your father were going on a trip to europe &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;nobody ever has to find out&quot; katherine says while giving her daughter&apos;s hand a slight&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;squeeze and standing up &quot;this is for the best&quot; katherine whispers and she leaves the &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;left&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;room&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align=&quot;center&quot;&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;--flashback ends--&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;kirsten wipes her eyes with the back of her hand &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;she can that remember like yestardy her and her mom didnt go to europe &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;instead they went to a small town in right outside of california and checked into &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;this house, she can&apos;t remember the name but she can remember that it was a &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;2 story white house surrounded by trees and there was alot of other young girls &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;just like her. her mom didn&apos;t stay with her the whole time, she rented a hotel room &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;nearby and stayed there, although sometimes she left for weeks at a time but she always came back &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;she couldn&apos;t go outside because her mom was scared someone would reconize her so all she did was wait, &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;wait for her baby to come, wait for her life to get better, wait for this whole nightmare to end and then it was time &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;it was time this was the first and last day she would ever see her son. she didnt remember&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;giving birth all she remember was holding him for a brief second until her mom pulled him away and shoved&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;papers in her hand and told her to sign and after that everything was a big huge blank.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&quot;kirsten&quot; she is pulled out of her thoughts by her father he was shocked when she told him &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;he couldnt believe it either &quot;come on ryan is meeting us at the coffee shop&quot; kirsten nods her &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;head and stands up, grabs her purse off the bed and walks over grabbing her fathers hand and &lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;walking out the door. he actually broke down when she told him, he cried caleb nichol, hardass&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;of newport cried he kept repeating the same words over and over for at least a good hour..im sorry&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;sorry for not being there, sorry for treating ryan like he did, sorry for..for everything&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;walking down the stair she finally realizes how quiet it is and&amp;nbsp;she&amp;nbsp;know&amp;nbsp;life will never be the same again, and she&apos;s glad&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;this but she knows it wont and suddenly she is so glad that she has people to support her through this&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;font size=&quot;3&quot;&gt;&amp;nbsp;and she hopes she can find forgiveness cause she knows shes made mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&quot;And if this is what it takes&lt;br /&gt;just to lie in my mistakes&lt;br /&gt;and live with what I did to you&lt;br /&gt;And all the things I put you through…&quot;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/font&gt;</description>
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