Chapter 11 My Sister

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Tim's P.O.V.

I heard a familiar voice. I recognized it as my sister's " Skye is that you?" I called out.

" Tim?" She said. I was standing in the hallway.I heard footsteps as she ran over to me. She hugged me and refused to let go. My makes me think of a dove. She is so gentle. I could tell she was holding back tears though because by now she would be crying but she wasn't. She is just a little dove trying to be like an eagle she couldn't trick me though.

" You can let it out. I'm the only one here." I said.

" No. I refuse to cry. Crying only spreads sadness. I refuse to spread sadness." She said and grabbed my hand. " Let's do some catching up." She said and lead me to some chairs.

She told me about how her life was going and I told her about mine.

" I'm getting used to being blind now. I can walk down stairs better too. I play with Den a little. Just fetch." My life wasn't all that exciting compared to hers. I was okay with that though. I may not have my eyesight but I can still live and that is all that matters.

" I-I just became a State Alchemist. I'll let you hold the watch." She said and handed me the watch. I felt it. I knew it looked beautiful that was something I knew without having to need my eyes and I knew she was too.
I was going to publish this earlier. Then I remembered I had art club then I got distracted. Hope you enjoyed. Oh and sorry it's so short. I just wanted to do Tim's point of view.

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