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Oct 28, 2021
3 minutes
Everything stopped.
Nothing made sense. I was in shock.
Jack couldn’t be gone. Not my Jack.
On 28 July 2020, at just 15-years-old, my darling boy was pronounced dead.
He’d taken his own life.
Officers allowed Andy and I to see him, but we couldn’t touch him.
I just wanted to wake him up.
After just 10 minutes, Andy and I were escorted out of the
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