I walked in the familiar room of beeping machines and the smell of bleach. I was sure that I was ready for this but, I just had to see her.
"H- Hey Claire, are you feeling any better?" I asked as if she would answer. She's in a coma, and it's all my fault.
"Claire, I don't know if you can here me but, I'm going to win the money for you."
I touched her hand. It was ice cold. My eyes began to tear up.
"This is all my fault. If I only listened to you. If I only apologized. If I wasn't so mean to everyone at home none of this would have happened. If only...." I sat there my head bowed tears falling like rain. Then I heard a knock at the door.
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The Crow And The Butterfly
Teen FictionCamille Moulton is a wealthy, stuck up teen that is ungrateful. When her parents are fed up with her attitude, she is sent to live with her cousin, Claire Betancourt. They both learn not only about each other, but about themselves too. However, they...
