Two other men came in in the room, one grabbed her and pulled her away from me. The other one grabbed me and pulled me out of her arms. "Stop, No! You don't understand!" I yelled. My sister looked at me crying harder than ever and yelled "You can't just take her away from me! My mother wanted us to be together!" I felt my heart break as I tried to run to her. One of the men took me outside and put me in the backseat of a car. I cried and cried trying not to remember her face when she was more sad than I had seen since mother died. I heard a voice in my head say "They can't change your life like this, but you can change it in a different way, so show them how you want it to be changed." I had never heard a voice in my head like this before, but I listened to it anyway.
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Black heart
HorreurThe story of one of my dreams I've had over and over, the same dream, adding on pieces ever time I have it.