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"Please don't go..." I whispered into the darkness, but it was too late, they had already gone. Pouring rain had now replaced their presence and a house full of silence awaited me, now I had nobody to protect me.

Why hadn't I seen this coming? I thought bluntly to myself, wiping another tear off my already damp cheek and closing the rickety old door behind me as I made my way to my sister Isla's room. Carefully I open the door so I don't wake her and make my way to the side of her mattress on the floor,

"I'll always protect you," I whisper to her "I promise." And with that I curl up beside her to keep warm, "Even if you're talentless..." 

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