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He was my first car, my birthday present.

He was kind and didn't want to hurt me, he became my friend.

He protected me against the military, he didn't want to see me hurt, physically or emotionally.

He comforted me when I was sad.

I made a new friend with him, and I'm happy because of that.

He was a good listener (most of the time) and understood my feelings. We had both experienced losing those close to us.

He trusted me.

He was sometimes silly, he made me laugh.

We ran away from cops together.

He encouraged me to do things I wouldn't do otherwise.

We laughed together, when we got revenge on the bullies.

He was a brave soldier.

He was my best friend and I promised to never forget him.

And I definitely never will.