Chapter 20, Getting You Out
I was standing there, staring at my mother as she wiped her eyes. She was wearing all black, tears rushing down her cheeks. Sitting next to her was my good sister, Eva, crying into her tissue. Beside her, were Jason and Roman. They looked as if they had lost. I turned to see what had caused the hysteria. What I found was me, in a casket, bathed in white and red roses, dead. Was this my fate? My ending? “Blossom”. I heard someone yell my name, but I could not take my eyes off my lifeless body. “Blossom”. Ssshh. I tried to silence them. “Blossom” Stop. It was repetitive. It was like someone was beating my name into my head. “Blossom”. I sat up. My vision was a blur, I looked up at the man who was kneeling beside me. “W-what?” “Blossom, get up”. He grabbed my arms before he started f
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