I wonder..(Prologue 1/0)

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Emily's P.O.V
walked passed my mother and sat myself on the chair. In front of me was a plate of pancakes. Mother washed the dishes. Usually mother would greet me and my sister saying good morning. But today without my sister is to sad to even speak. "I'm not hungry," my voice slightly echoed from the silence. It's been 2 weeks since my sister passed away. My sister was a caring and kind person but her depression drove her crazy and she committed suicide. Really sad. I got up from my seat and walked to my room. Her room's been locked. I wonder why..

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