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A Life Story

A Life Story

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I was 3. My mum had been away a lot, my dad always said she was sick. I just thought she had a cold. My mum was never home. One day I asked my dad, "Why is mommy always busy? My dad started to cry. "What's wrong?" I would say. My dad said that mum was going to a place where she was going to be happy. I looked around the room hoping to see her. It was just dad and I. My dad tried to get off the topic every time I brought it up. Dad wanted me to be happy. I tried to be happy, but it was impossible without mum. It was about a month before my 4th birthday when my dad got a call. He picked me and my sister up and rushed to the car. We were at the hospital and my dad told us to stay with the ladies behind the desk. About 10 minutes went by and my dad came out and brought us in. I saw my mum. I ran to her and she softly grabbed me and my sisters hand and said she loved us and wanted us to take care of daddy. I didn't understand why she was saying that. She would be home soon, right? No
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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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