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Bittersweet Life

SHE Who had fair and glowing skin... Thick, long, and shiny black wavy hair... A pair of aqua-colored, sparkling eyes. And the one who'd been loved by elders, admired by children, and the pride of the family. SHE is my sister... My sister, who had everything that I don't, who got all that I want and received all that I've longed for. I hate her, but I want to be like her. Despite being a boy, I strived to be an equal to her. I've grown my hair and taken good care of my skin. I achieved the perfect replica of her. But just being only a copycat has never been enough. I lived as a living picture of her image and became the scenery of my family who misses her. I'm still not equal. Then one day, no one saw it coming... A circumstance occurred that twisted the cycle of our world which I did not expect would change everything that we used to and opened the door to the next chapter of my bittersweet life. The circumstance that crossed my path to the girl I never thought would play a huge part in my life... That one girl who spoiled me with attention and filled my empty existence with genuine affection. But... In just a blink of an eye, death took her from me. Her sudden death caused dubiety to all of us... Suicidal? No... Someone surely murdered her... But... Our only question is... . . . Who? ~~~

ElJaneDM · realistisch
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'E: Attacked 2'

After a few days of contemplating and arguing with herself, Amber decided to visit her sister.

Amber walked in the hospital and trailed the lobby where she saw a nurse, sitting at a bar counter. She smiled when she reached her spot.

"Good afternoon. Is there a patient named Reign Ricks here?"

The nurse smiled back. "May I know who you are, ma'am?"

"Oh. I am Amber Ricks. Uh. Sister of Reign Jassle Ricks." Amber took her valid ID out of her purse. "Here's my ID."

The nurse checked the ID and smiled back to Amber.

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Amber took a deep breath and slowly opened the door to enter the court room.

It was the last day of her mother's trial. What would be the result? Did the evidence support her claims really well?

Regardless, Amber confidently sat in the front of the court room. She was just half a meter away from her mother— enjoying the sight, Amber couldn't help but bitterly chuckled. Just how twisted her family was?