Chapter 2: The Death has Come

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     Okay , so everyone always said I was special. They said I was like my mom in so many different ways but better. They said when I was little I used to show off my long brown hair and blink my grey eyes.

      They used to say when I turned nine I started to want to become a mean girl like my mother we used to go to the beach, and I would lay on my towel wearing a bikini showing off my skinny stomach.

  Honestly I didn't want to be reminded of these things I used to do when I was younger.

    I didn't want to hear how much I was like my mother on the day I'm watching her die in the ER.

  I mean honestly my dad and grandmother was kind of mad at me. They thought I had a problem
because I was the only one not crying.

     That day my mom had  died in that bed she had gave  me something, a ring.
        A ring that was the most unique ring ever it was a sliver ring with a gold flower in the middle, with air surrounding it.

  Yes, I know this sounds like some little rinky dinky ring you would buy at target or the dollar tree.

    I had only thought it was some cheap ring my mom gave me but it actually a lot more than that.

   
                           And the story began....

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⏰ Last updated: Sep 03, 2015 ⏰

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