Six, Mika

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I can't believe this just happened. Why would they argue over something like this?
 
We left Giana when she most needed us…
 
But, two years ago, I swore I would go wherever Ena did…
 
I ran into my bedroom, the only safe place from the fire that had already consumed my entire family. I threw open the window and slammed the door, crying.
 
"Help!" I screamed.
 
Ena-- at the time she was fourteen and I thirteen-- was the only one who heard me.
 
She ran through the fire and grabbed me, racing to safety.
 
Only after that did she alert the firefighters…
 
It was that day I swore I would follow her. It was also that day her long blonde hair turned black from an all-too-close encounter with the fire. She even has a long scar that reaches from her eyebrow to chin.
 
I will not leave her for anything.
 
Even death.

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