Title: Valgfritt

Text: I must have stood there a long while because at some point it started raining. Soon after, I was there; soaking wet and shivering in the cold. I hadn't minded though, as I was so numb that none of what I felt mattered. The worst part is that I wasn't numb because I was sad or grieving. I was numb because I felt guilty. Guilty that I had waited until my sister was gone to say I missed her. Because death is final: there is no going back. Hver avsnitt vil være en test.

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