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The best type of weather is the rain
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Ongoing, First published Oct 23, 2021
When Gray's sister dies and he finds out it may not have been an accident, will he forgive and forget or block everyone out in attempt to find the truth...?


      "Well um...Gray..Ella, your sister she...got into some trouble and she knew you'd flip if you found at she'd been killed so she went for a drive..she was stressed and wasn't focusing on anything but keeping you safe...We asked the police to not tell you and we were hoping you could think it was an accident forever..."

Pathetic, Your sister even died worrying about you, your worthless and stupid.

I shook my head, "No no no...that's not true. it can't be true...she wasn't supposed to worry about me...she was supposed to worry about herself....only herself." It was getting harder to breath and I felt like I was being suffocated.

If you think about it, you technically killed her. See your pathetic and worthless, what kind of brother lets his sister die because he can't do anything right?

"Shut up...Shut up..." I leaned over, everything was getting blurry and I could barely see, though I could hear a few muffling voices and I was picked up, I couldn't tell who picked me up but I knew someone did....Then everything went dark
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