Sierra would wander, she didn't have a body any longer. For the last thing it had seen was a kingdom 2 foot wide and 6 feet deep. Now, wandering wasn't always a good idea, and Sierra knew this full and well. But at this point, she didn't care, she wanted answers. The last place any spirit would want to go it the place their life ended, but not in Sierra's case. She knew if she wanted answers she would have to find them, she knew if she wanted to free the love of her life she needed to go back to the place where it all ended.
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She heard it right away, the sobs right around the corner in the alley. Slowly she rounded the corner, only to see the man who ended her life. But there was a catch, it wasn't a man. It was a boy, not much younger then her. Wearing the same black hoodie, same dark, sagging pants... And he was crouched down in the corner crying with his head in his hands.
Slowly she made her way to the boy, crouching next to him, laying her hand on his shuddering shoulder. He looked at her with big, frightened blue eyes.
"It was a accident," he sobbed, "there wasn't supposed to be any bullets in the gun."
This shocked her, but she'd gotten her answer. And she needed the whole story, "What... What do you mean?"
"It was my brothers idea," the boy paused, "he... He said if I didn't rob you two that he would hurt me... Leave me in a foster home again. The gun was just supposed to scare you, I-I pulled the trigger by accident... When I... When I saw you fall I froze. I'm so sorry." he looked her straight in the eye, and she knew he ment what was being said. She knew it was the truth.
"It's okay... I... I forgive you."
