Leaves

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These leaves leaves their tree like how children leaf their parents.

“Are you still going?” my sis asked, anxious.

“I’m withering, I should go.”

“Don’t leave me,” she plead, with teary eyes.

“No, please, live for me,” I said to my sister. I looked at her and a tear escaped my eye. “I love you,” I whispered as my lips were dry and I got sore throat.

“I’ll give you my water and oxygen!” she cried.

I shook. “Bye.”

Then I fell unto a surface, hard. We’ll be united, Mom, Dad!

“Sister!”

It all that was, I fell into nothingness.

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