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Submitted to Contest #32
Back Then... She died holding my hand. That's the last memory I had of my sister. She was happy that I had been there with her. She died happily. That's what everyone told me. It sounded so incredibly stupid. Death is never happy. At least that's what I believed until she came back. They tell you that death is permanent, they lied. 2 years later on a cold stormy day, I saw her again. I had just had a particularly hard day at work and was beyond ready to go home. I was walking down 9th street, soaked to the bone because I had left...
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