I am dying - it was inevitable. The poison given to me over the course of several months have spread throughout my veins and seep through my bones. I was alone. There was not one single person to hold me, to comfort me, or to cry for me... I am all alone... NOTE from the writer: I'm an amateur writer so please overlook plot holes, grammar issues, or anything else a story is supposed to have. This is my original story so... as the saying goes "if you have nothing nice to say, don't say anything at all".

" I will make you mine my sweet stepsister. "

+21 and +100 no need for description just read it you'll see what its all about.Excuse my grammar and spelling i didn't want to spend to much time on it so i made a fast one