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I left the bar in search for the ducks. But on the way there I dropped the record that I got for Phoebe. I picked up the shattered pieces and I almost started to cry. I was so depressed while I was looking for those ducks with that shattered record in my pocket. I looked everywhere and there was not even one anywhere. So I sat by the lagoon, I just sat there thinking about death. I wondered if I was going to get pneumonia out here and what would happen at my funeral if I died. I imagined my aunt coming and seeing me. I think I would feel the worst for my mom though since she isn't even over Allie's death yet. The one thing that I really wanted after my death was for them to just chuck my body into a river. I decided I needed to get my mind off the subject. So, I started to skip some coins across the pond. All I could think about then was that if I died Phoebe would miss me, I decided then that I should go and visit her at that moment just in case.