I Echo What You Are (Ver 2)

I Echo What You Are (Ver 2)

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A cute little toxic family of five who's destiny is to go through hell. ... "▆▆▆▆?" I call out, watching her turn to face me. Her blank face I always see in my hallucinations is now painted with quiet fear, her breaths quiet but uneven, the hallway light flickering above her. Her posture is stiff but graceful, her eyes glued onto me as I walk towards her with trembling legs. "I'm so sorry..!" I sobbed, reaching towards her with hands that couldn't wait to hold her face and pull her close. My daughter. ... Please read this and make my tiny little squeezed up heart explode.
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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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