“I love your littlest sister, she’s a hot one. But I don’t love you and I’m pretty sure that no-one does. So good-bye.” Her boyfriend chuckled.
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She screamed. That's all you heard from her as her choked her to her death.
Witla MiyukI, 23 years old, fresh out of college and very intelligent. She had snow- white hair, dark skin, short but thick and curvy complexion with light blue green eyes with the hint of gray and purple all gone wasted. We mourn the death of our sister but I still have another. Her name is Asuna.
“I’m alright I’ll be fine, you don’t have to worry about me.” Kiani stated to her third oldest sister, Asuna.
“I know, I know-but it's hard not to. Were all still mourning the death of Witla and I can't have you breaking down before you go to your new school.
“I can handle this. There is no need to worry. “ I assured her for the umpteenth time.
“Okay be careful.” She whispered as I let go of her.
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Sprouting Love
General FictionA girl meets a boy. Most romantic stories do! But this was extraordinary. She's the cool girl, boys flirt with her left and right, and had the perfect family. She had reoccurring nightmares of her deceased eldest sister. She moved and her world was...
