Prologue

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    " Summer's is in the air and baby heavens in your eyes. "


        It was the summer of 1954 when I died. The sky clear, the air warm. Two shots rang out, an unfamiliar sound on the street I lived on. There were police sirens, but the cars were not there to rescue me, the cars were not there to rescue her. 

They were the reason we died. 

   Two bodies lying on the ground in a pool of blood, distant screams, and a smiling cop. His smile was out of place in this grim situation, a smile of victory, a smile of pure evil. Cops are supposed to be there to serve and protect, or at least that's what I saw in a glimpse of the police car that the officers had emerged from. 

   It was a lie.

Two girls lay dead on the ground of a crowded Manhattan sidewalk. No, they had done absolutely nothing wrong, or I suppose they did. They loved each other, and the color of the girls skin, lying on the right, was just a tad bit darker than those of the blonde-haired blue-eyed posters of models in store windows. Their bodies were dragged off the ground, placed on stretchers and put into ambulances, to be rushed to the nearest hospital. The flashing lights going down the streets of Manhattan. But there were no sirens. There was no point as both the girls were dead, and there was no hope of saving them. 

   And even if there was, it did not matter, for as I mentioned earlier, the mere color of their skin and the love they felt for each other would make any medical professional refuse to treat them, even if it was wrong. The only reason why they even put the girls in the ambulances was to avoid the wrath of the parents, specifically my father, maybe for the fact that he was white and one of the most respected businessmen in all of New York, or for the fact that he was the one who had ordered one of the police officers to shoot the girls dead just a few hours earlier. 

   Or maybe it was both.

Two girls were buried on Sunday morning, and one of them was me. 

I would soon come back; I always came back. But she wouldn't for she was just a girl, just a normal human girl. 

I vowed to never fall in love with a human again.

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