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When she smiles it's like the word stops spinning. It's like she's the only person I've ever known. And she is the only girl I ever want to know.
I love her more than anything and more than anyone. I don't know how I'd get up in the morning without seeing her face.
But now she is gone. I don't see her face.
Just her smiling next to someone new, while I sit, slowly drifting into nothingness. Without her.
The train pulled into the station at 4 P.M that Thursday evening. Emily had run away from home. She didn't know where she was headed or where she wanted to be headed but she knew she had had to get. The conductor called that this was the last stop and she timidly walked off the train, not knowing what to expect from this new place.
Sarah walked through the cemetary. She had just attended her sister's funeral. She wore her black, knee-length skirt, the same one she had worn to her mother's funeral three years prior. Her sister was all she had had left, and now she was gone.
Sarah looked at the bright sky, hoping to feel a sense of renewal, a sense of faith But all she felt was loneliness.