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Before I start writing about this, I want you to think of your best friend. The friend that you have told your darkest secrets with, the friend that you have known sense you were able to read, the friend that has always had your back even through the toughest of times. You got it? Good, now I want you to think about what you would do if you lost your friend. Would you never forgive yourself for letting them go? Would you cry yourself to sleep every night? Would you hide in your room saying, "I can't live without them,"? Well whatever your answer is, surely enough to tell you how much you love your best friend. But now I want you to times that love by two so you can imagine how much I love my best friend.

Don't worry, this isn't a tale where my friend ends up dead. I actually get closer to dying than she ever does. This is a tale about an unbreakable bond. As I already mentioned, I love my friend, but this is why I love her so much.

When I was born, my family lived in this small neighborhood in a town called West Bent. I was born into a family of three older brothers, so I grew up as the only girl. My family was great friends with this other family with the last name Jenal. So, when I was old enough, my mother sent me over to the Jenal's house to play with their younger sister named Ashlyn.

Ever sense then, Ashlyn's and my friendship has grew strong. When we were about six, we would say that "we are sisters in our world," but when we said that, we didn't actually know that there was other worlds out there.

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