Bob Moch Descriptive Writing

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“Just take one step at a time, Moch. It’s not going to be the end of the world if you can’t say goodbye to her,” I mumbled under my breath, as I gently knocked on the glass door with white roses in my hands. I slowly uttered, “Mom, it's me your son Bob Moch. Can you please let me inside, I just want to talk before I leave. I bought your favorite flowers, white roses.“

As I began to turn away from the door it creaked open and I was in the presence of one of the most important people in my life. There she stood with a small smile on her face. Although, her sickness had taken a lot of her appearance she was the strongest person I had ever met and the only reason I had made it to Berlin. She opened her arms out I rushed to her and that was when

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