Impossible

Impossible

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A young woman by the name of Cassie has a usual life. She has to look after her 14 year old sister because her mum and dad were killed in a car crash. She has a job as a programmer but she isn't as good as her workmates. She doesn't get much money so it's hard for her to say food for her family. She's despite for help. She needs someone to help her look after her family and help her with her job. But no one will come. She tried online dating but that always turns out bad so she stopped. One day when she is at work she feels sick so she goes home and there is a suprise wating for her there that may just save her.
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The "Please..." I hear her whimper and I go into full panic mode. "Calm down, okay? Deep breaths. Don't hang up. I'll be with you soon. Where are you?" I rush as I grab the car key sitting on the glass table. I run into the garage with my dad behind me. "What do you need?" Dad asks "A room. A big one." He runs back inside as I hear her voice again. "Basement...blood...Elle..." I hear sounds of movement in the background and connect the dots. Elle's bleeding, or something... "Deep breaths baby, deep breaths. It's okay, you're okay" I murmur reassuring words to her, thankful that there's no traffic. Several thoughts run through my mind as I drove to her house. The last time we spoke, she could barely stand me, but now she's calling me. I feel kinda used, but now's not the time to think about that. I reach her house in a matter of minutes and shove the door open. The house is quiet, save for my heavy breathing and footsteps. I reach the basement and take in the sight in front of me. Blair cradles her brutally beaten-up sister in her lap as she rocks herself back and forth blinking very frequently. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Currently being edited Look out for cringe worthy typos and plot loopholes

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