Thi is a story from my little sister who is 11 I'm not sure what she is writting about but this is what she has to say. MY UNCLE JOEY When my mom was about 15 her brother died in a deer accident my mom and him both played the guitar and she never played it again. any way ill get on with the story: my gramma always says that i act like my uncle . when i was at my grammas i was looking at his stuff and i found his gutiar i opened it and beagan crying then all of a sudden the gutiar satrted playing by its self i screamed and shut it! a few days later i woke up and went down stairs and saw my mom playing the guitar! every time i go near my uncles stuff that memory comes back i wish i could meet my uncle but i kno i have to wait until its my time. my mom has mostly forgotten about joey but he will always be in the back of my thoughts. by, brandy my mom trys ot to think about him thats what i meant How it changed my life:i think alot more about my uncle and i never go near deceased peoples stuff You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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