I used to be known as this perfect dancer. A celebrity. An angel on the dance floor. At least, that's what people told me. Nobody has called me that for four years now. Four years since it happened. Four years since I killed my little sister, Mackenzie. Nobody hates me for it. They know why I did it. Sure, my family resented me for a long time, but they understood why. The rest of the world isn't quite as accepting about the situation. But what can I do? Mackenzie Ziegler was my best friend and my sister. I loved her more than the world and she loved me. I know that, because if she didn't, she wouldn't have asked me to kill her.
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Second Chance
FanfictionMackenzie Ziegler never believed there was anything special about herself, but her big sister knew better. When, Mackenzie was diagnosed with Stage Three Leukemia, Maddie Ziegler vows to stay by her side until the end. Maddie never realized what she...
