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Between Survival & Giving Up

Between Survival & Giving Up

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WpMetadataReadMatureComplete Sat, May 14, 20161h 4m
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"Ciara always know that I was only trying to protect you, and love you as best as I could.", and then she takes a step back and disappears. I scream as I run to the edge to find my sister at the bottom of the hill, she has landed on top of a rock and there is blood around her feet. I quickly take off my shoes and make my way down trying not to fall. I make it to the bottom I grab my sister's head and hold her close, I then check for a pulse and I feel hope again. My sister still has a pulse, but she is bleeding out fast. (Some parts of this story has been fictionalized for the sake of very close friends I know) Please Comment and Vote on your favorite parts I love y'all
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