Grayson P.O.V.
Present
So, here I am. Sitting still on the bed awaiting death to claim me. Listening to the voice of my dead sister tell me she is still here. Telling me everything is going to be alright and to cheer up.
Happiness isn't a thing I'm used to anymore. It just seems silly now. I would smile all the time before, what was I so happy about. My eyes darted across the room, looking for a reason, anything.
Then I see it...
An orange lacey silk glove laying down on the dresser. The one thing I have to remind me of her...
Ellie.
The name just makes me cry more. Greaving the death of my sister is heartbreaking. But my dead sister's ghost talking to me is worst. Hearing your sister after death is disorienting.
I want to be happy, I want to be okay, I wanted to feel safe. I glance over at the noose, thinking of just joining my sister in the afterlife. Thinking the one thing I had in this world that actually matters is gone.
But I guess you have to know what happened... From the beginning. It is the only way to know what's truly happening in our story....
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Hey ❤ I tried to make my own story, did I do well? Second Book...
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Siblinghood: The Light Should Follow(In Progress)
ParanormalDrifting... Farther and farther downward. Ellie tried to escape their grasps, but the shadowy figures wouldn't let up. Bringing her farther downward into insanity. She called for help...but no one came. ~•~ Grayson heard a noise. What could that ha...
