"Karen, please."
"No, John. Just, no."
"I want to help."
"You cant help. You cant fix what happened and what's happened since, can you? 'Cuz if you can, please share."
"I- you're right. I cant. I cant save them, but I'm hoping I can save you."
"Well, I hate to break it to you, but you cant save me. I've made up my mind."
"But you can change it."
"And what if I dont want to?"
"Karen, please... for me?"
"No, John, no."
"I'm sorry it had to be this way..." A single tear escaped John's eye. He didnt even wipe it away.
"It-" when Karen saw the tear, she felt a pang if guilt in her gut. "I'm sorry, but you cant." Karen turned to go, but John wasn't gonna just let her do it. He kissed her cheek and turned away.
"You don't have to..."
"I want to."
"Please..."
"No." She grabbed the package from Uncle Greg.
"Dont."
"Please."
"Mommy..."
"Karen..."
"You cant..."
"I will."
"Please."
"No."
"STOP." Karen clutched her head. She unwrapped the package.
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Karen O'Neill COMPLETED
Mystery / ThrillerThis is the story of the girl that visits her own grave every Saturday night at 5, the girl that is there, yet no one sees, the girl that lives off of nothing- for she isn't even alive-, the girl that only has friends like her, invisible like her, t...
