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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? ~~~

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'False Memory: 3'

She wasn't looking at her daughter anymore, she was facing a demon. Antonette burst into tears and drooped to the floor. Her whole body felt weak as the realization hit her.

Reign killed Aamon, the person she treasured the most. The small light that was giving a hope in her darkest life. Her husband. The man she wanted to be with for the rest of her life. Her daughter, took his life. Her 10 years old daugher. She ended his life with those tiny hands. How? How did this happen?!

Antonette could do nothing but, weep. "Reign. What have you done?"

She felt a cold little hand on top of her left shoulder, then her eyes met her daughter's cold gazes.

"Mom. We can be happy again just like before. I removed the turmoil. There won't be a problem anymore," Reign glanced at Aamon's direction. "See? I did a good job right? He won't cause any trouble now. I also killed dad."

Antonette halted. "What did you just say?"