Precious Blood

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EMMA'S POV No one has ever offered me a gift before, that's probably the reason why this old blanket feels warmer than any other I have ever used. Stephen gave it to me when we came back from dinner and I couldn't help feeling on top of the world despite the fact that I can only use it for the few days I am allowed to live. I may be waiting for my death but instead of feeling scared I feel fortunate and grateful. I desired the things I have now throughout the years I was free and never got them. I longed to have friends and a loving family but all I got was hate. This may be a prison but I finally feel accepted and a little appreciated as well. Lilian and her siblings now feels like the caring family I never had. Stephen is turning out to be quite the genuine friend I wished to meet. G

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