the LOST ones


Harley David

Well this is a short story.

Before my mom met my dad, my dad got 2 women pregnant. One of them got an abortion. Then she died of cancer about a year later. The other woman had a baby boy named Harley David. 6 weeks later he died of a crib death. My parents didn't tell me about them until about 3 days before my 13th birthday.

I may not have ever met you, but I love both of you as if you were my full-blooded brother and brother/sister.

R.I.P I love you guys. <3

By Big Sister.

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