Mary, 15

Yeah, it’s hard to talk about the pandemic, much less write about it. My aunt was a doctor, who died taking care of people with the virus in a big hospital near our house. She was so much fun and I miss her. She took me shopping for clothes all the time, and then we always went for snow cones after that. No one in the family stopped crying for a very long time. Her name was Maria and I’m Mary. I’ll love you forever, Auntie Maria.

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