I honestly felt so confident in the fact I'd blown her off the stage. I always loved the way that Valorie sounded when she sang. Nothing compared in my opion. I could feel my eyes watering and I knew tears were coming. I blinked quickly to stop my tears from falling. It wasn't working well. I wasn't paying attention when I knocked into someone. "Wow, Valorie. Are you okay?" A very concerened Cam asked. I closed my eyes and took a deep breath. "Yea, I'm fine. I just miss my sister is all." I chocked out. He wrapped his arms around me and held me. I sobbed in his arms.
I know now how Valorie must have felt when I died. It straight sucks and it makes me miserable. " Promise me that you won't start cutting again." He said quitley. "Again?" Had my little sister stared cutting after I died? "I don't wanna see you hurt again." he whispered sounding as if he was trying to hold back tears. "I promise." At this point I was in tears, because I hadn't even known how important my sister found me. I was never the sister I should've been, and yet she missed me so bad she turned to self harm.
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Valorie's last wish.
Teen FictionTHis is about a girl who lost her sister. One day she meets an old gypsy and asks that her sister be brought back. The only catch is that Valorie gets to live through her sister. Literally.
