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     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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