"Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday to you, Happy birthday dear Joya, Happy birthday to you."
"Make a wish baby sister."
"I wish you hadn't killed me."
"What, your alive what are you talking......"
"I loved you. You should've saved me."
"I....uh...."
"I had a life to live, but you didn't save me."
"......uh..."
"I love you. Don't forget about me"
"I could never forget, you Joya"
"Ahhhhhh!"
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"Ahhhhh!" my mom squealed.
"Okay on more push"
"Hhhmmma"
" Congratulations, it's a girl."
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I've been begging for this phone forever, and I finally got it. It was my birthday, but I wasn't happy today. It's been two years since I lost my baby sister Joya. Not today, but yesterday. I'm just still sad.
"I miss her so much" cried into my mom's good smelling shirt.
"I know, baby but you have to go to school today. It counts."
"What counts."
"How ever many days you miss, slow Joe."
"But it's my fault she died."
"What did I tell you about that!"
"Sorry mo..."
"No you aren't. You're sitting here moping about your sister, when you should be getting, what you young folks say, turnt!
"I'm just sad."
"Well get over it because you aren't staying in tonight."
"Your going to throw a party," my mom said in confidence,"and I'm gonna help."
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Tame my Cursed Hands
ParanormalHave you ever felt helpless? This is the everyday feeling of Heaven Holloway. She lives with the feeling of being the cause of death ever since she was 2. Read to find out how she handles her "cursed" hands
