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Ongoing, First published Nov 01, 2015
Kate. The one person that could make the mood of a room sway with just her smile. Who could make anyone's day by simply saying hello. A girl who equated more to an angel than a human. 

Kate. 
The girl that died. 

When an envelope is found by Kate's parents that is addressed to Skye and Kate's boyfriend McAlli, who also happens to be the boy that has a conjoining roof with Skye, it raises some questions. Questions that can only be answered by opening it.

Then McAlli and Skye do. 

And it is none other than a bucketlist. What is on this bucketlist, you may ask? 

~Order a diet burger
~Prank someone
~Finish a bottle of nail polish
~Go skinny dipping

These are just a few of the things that are left unchecked. 

Accomplishing things on her bucketlist wasn't going to be an easy task, so instead of chickening out and drawing lines, they were just going to have to start checking boxes.
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