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I Remembered My 7th Grade Locker Partner
I talked to my sister today. It's been over eight years. The first word that she wrote began the flood of tears. I said to her simply ''Hey'' she answered simply ''Hey''. The saddest part through all of this was we didn't know what to say. I told her I was crying and I just couldn't stop. She said I shouldn't waste my tears... they continued still to drop. I saw my sister clearly as she was when we were teens. With only one year between us she doesn't know what this means. Nobody thought we were sisters. They knew we were best friends. We even shared a locker... who'd know that's where it ends? She fought to leave the horror of what our lives became. She thought she wanted freedom.... She never was the same. Her life became so twisted between foster homes and pain. I wish I could've helped her but, I was hurting just the same. I told her I was crying and I just couldn't stop. She said I shouldn't waste my tears... they continue still to drop.
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