Maybe one day

Maybe one day

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my name is Elaina Malson. I've been in the foster system since I was 8, but my sister has been doing this a little after birth. We finally found a home where they said we might be adopted, but for some reason she hasn't adopted us for 5 years. Maybe its because she hates me and loves her, or the fact that I'm useless to her. My parents are dead, I have one friend, I barely talk to my sister, and I uncontrollably hate myself. But no one knows. Everyone thinks nothing is wrong with me and believes that I think I'm perfect. Well guess what? I'm not and neither are you.
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You can't love someone back to life. ___ You don't get to die and be reborn the same. You come back, but you come back wrong. This is the price you pay for resurrection. ___ I wanted them back. More than anything, I wanted to hug my family and to hold her in my arms again. These past months, I have felt more lonely than I could ever feel in my entire life on this planet. And I hate it. I hate ruling this kingdom alone with no one by my side. Yes, my sister is here, but she doesn't talk to me anymore. I did what no one wanted me to do. I rose them back from the dead. They didn't want me to because they thought that I couldn't move on. But I was nothing if she wasn't with me. I couldn't let go of her just yet. But I soon realized that raising them from the dead would be a big mistake. A curse in disguise. They came back with a shadow looming over them. Their eyes were as black as coal, and they were much stronger than me. I couldn't put a name to it because I thought that they didn't exist anymore. But they did. And there inside the ones that I love. ___ Book Three in the "From Death to Life" Trilogy

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