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She was sitting on the couch, Hugging her knees, Desperately waiting. The only sound you could hear was the ticking of the clock. Her mind was full of doubt. She waited, pondered, and wondered. With her head tilted, she looked outside of the window, Counting each leaf that has fallen from the tree. It seemed like an eternity, She was slowly losing the hope she once had. She would let out a sigh from time to time. She did her best not to whine for she knew that it would not accomplish anything. She always remembered the words that she was told. "I'll be back" that's what he said to her. And those words were graved into her like a marking on a gravestone. She could not wait any longer, She wanted to hug him, she wanted him to squeeze the sorrow out of her. Maybe punch him a little just to be playful. And then suddenly a knock on the door, She was startled like a deer in the woods hearing a hunter. She quickly rushed to the door, Opened it with a big smile on her face. But this smile did not last long for tears suddenly burst out from her tired eyes. It was him, but at the same time it was not. He was there on a piece of paper on the back of the newspaper, Right next to a Eulogy.