When I was a kid, my parents took me and my sister to a small amusment park. I was terrified to ride any of the rides, but my sister talked me into it.
I knew that I could do it, because she was right there beside me.
We both took our seat and I tightened my seat belt so well, that I could barely breathe.
Then, we started to rise.
We rose up into the air until we were so high, I couldn't see my parents' faces anymore. My sister took my hand and squeezed it tight.
And then, we fell.
When we both reached the ground, I was still holding her hand.
When I reached the ground this time, I had nothing to hold.
Only the sight of a hand that reached out for where mine once was.
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"PHIN!!!!"
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