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I get quite a long lecture on reaching home, from my dear mommy. Lily looks extremely proud of her achievement. I don't care though, I know mom is saying all this in front of Lily to stop her from shedding all the crocodile tears.
I get to my room and immediately turn on my laptop.
As the Google logo appears on the screen, I don't know what to search.
Oh man. I don't even know her second name.
I think for a while searching for keywords.
Eira. Loses family. Victoria street. High school. Suicide.
I fill the search box with as many vague words I can get. Suicide should be the best guess. A lot of families had been doing it lately. I sigh to myself.
But no useful results come up.
I change the suicide to accident. And add her brother's name into the search bar.
15 year old loses family in accident.
The first news pops up. I quickly open it and for some weird reason, my heart is thumping as the page loads.
And then the net crashes.
Bad timing.
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Short StoryHer solace was the tears she shed in the middle of the night, when she knew there was no one to listen to her sobs or notice her wet pillow.. He found salvation in the blood that often oozed out of his hand. When their paths meet, will the blood be...
