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The Possession Part 2!

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 It wasn’t long before the ambulance siren blared around the air. It screeched to a halt. In minutes the paramedics were loading Lily inside. In their faces it showed, that it wasn’t alright. Something was very wrong.

“ There isn’t a hospital for miles so we might be too late” A woman said to mom making her eyes well up and my heart skipped a beat.

Mom and I got in the blaring vehicle and in seconds we were in the hospital room. Lily’s rasp breathing haunted me. Before anything I was asleep floating in the sea of sickness I had dreaded.

By the time I woke up, in the middle of the night, the doctor was comforting mom about my sister’s death. Nobody ever got to say goodbye. She was gone. So Mysteriously. So quickly. Like an angel. 

That moment, everything in my life, dared to change.



Mom and I went home after Lily’s funeral. Her eyes were red. Her once wavy hair was now soaked and patched. The sadness was visible once again. All the sadness in the world.

“ Mom? What are we going to do?” I mumbled. I just couldn’t imagine normal life without Lily.

“Just move on Simon.” she said. “Just move on like we did with dad. We can’t bring her back.”

With that she stopped. And I knew we would never talk happily with each other like we used to ever again.


To be continued...

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