He was just a kid, so innocent, so graceful. With eyes so blue exuding peace. He was only 12years old, he knew nothing, no sin whatsoever, such an obedient and respectful being. Yet, I still can't bring myself to the realization the he is dead, he lies 6ft below, underneath the surface of the earth. How can this be? Its as if my whole life has crumbled and I don't have a thing to live for anymore. Harry was everything to me, my joy in pain, he sure knew how to make me smile with his little...