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Sam and I
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Ongoing, First published Oct 05, 2015
After my sister, Samantha died, I wasn't sure how I could deal with the guilt of her death.  She wanted to be a nurse like me, but she had a car accident on her first day of nursing school.  There was nothing that could be done for her except to watch her die slowly.  One night I slipped into her room and she asked me to end her life for her.   So I did.  I was sent to prison and thought that was it for my life.  Turns out I was asked if I was willing to be injected with nanobots.  These were not your average nanobots.  These could give you abilities that no one else had.  Problem was that most people died after being injected with them.  I thought of Sam and decided, why not?  This is my pain, horror,  and fear, but most of all, this is my story.
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