...And Reach The Top) or (...But Sinking Back Down

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( Happy Ending )

I see a huge statue made from black roses that says "Sam". I get up and touch it. I smile. Tears still falling down. More memories come. But these were happy ones.

"Me, I'm sexy Sam"

The day I met her replays in my head. I smile. I open my mouth and say,

"Dear Sam,

I hope your in a great place. I really want you to come back. Your like my sister. I like how Italy did this. It's beautiful and it represents you. I love you so much. If there is a way, please come back.

Sincerely,

Your Sister, Cindy"

"That wasn't Italy" I hear a voice say. I turn to see Alfred

"It was you" I ask.

"Yeah. You like it?" He says. I smile a little.

"Yeah" I say. Tears rolling down my face. He hugs me and I hug back.

"I'm sorry" he says.

"I forgive you" I say.

...

They somehow put that huge statue in the grave where her grave is. It's beautiful. Like her. But she's sexier.

( Sad Ending )

I see a huge statue made from black roses that says "Sam". I get up and touch it. I frown. The memories came back of when she died. I fall down crying again.

"I love you"

Suddenly, dark thoughts start going in my mind. I smile creepily. I start flooring as a dark black aura surrounds me. I touch the statue and the roses die. I start laughing evilly. I change my clothes so it a black dress (like In Frozen, Elsa's dress but it's Black and the snowflakes are roses).

"CINDY?!?!?!" I hear. I turn to see Alfred and Italy. I smile evilly.

"Yes?" I say and I show my sharp teeth. They start shaking in fear.

"You reminded her a lot of time of my death and now her dark side is taking over" I hear a voice say. I turn to see a ghost of Sam. Instead of being happy I felt nothing. I wasn't happy of sad. I just glare at Alfred but then Smile evilly again. I turn and start leaving. Once I'm outside I make the sky's grey.

"Cindy don't do this!" I hear Alfred yell. I grow black wings. I fly up and glare at him.

"I'm not the one who killed someone" I say and leave. One day, it will be his turn and he will pay for what he did.

He Will pay...

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