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A story about coping with loss for a contest at 55 words exactly. |
| The picture in his hand stares up to his eyes. He sees his friend Bobby, knows he is forever gone. "Taken from me by depression," he sighs. Always a sigh, which reminds him of then. He was caught completely unaware, but now he understands him. And the empathy he feels is too late for himself. |