Chapter 1

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I stood near my sisters grave

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I stood near my sisters grave. I missed her so much. I missed her smile, her laugh and most of all her comfort. The grave was rusted with a few flowers left for her.
        My family couldn't bring themselves to come to her grave like I understand why they wouldn't come to her grave.
            "I miss you, I know you are not my real sister but you were the best sister I could of asked for" I whispered softly at the grave and lightly touching it.
        "I thought you would be here" I heard Hayley's voice.
         "Yeah, I just wanted to visit her before going to new orleans. I still feel like I am abandoning her." I told Hayley. Sadness was evident in my voice.
        She put her hand on my shoulder "You are not abandoning her. She would want you to move on with your life. She would want you to find your real family." I glanced at the grave and decided that I did need to move on with my life.
            "Beep, beep" my phone blared. I shoved my hands in my pocket to see who it was.  It was Lissa. I put the phone to my ear.
       "Hello, Eliana. I am coming to New Orleans with you because I want to help you find your family." I smiled. Lissa was an Werewolf. Her family was old and ancient.
          "Yes, of course. Come with me Lissa."
       My name is Eliana and this is my story.

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