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Ten years have passed. Ten misrable, dark years. Prim my little sister who was thirteen when she was killed. I wasn't there. To confort her, to see her breathe her lsst breath. She would of been twenty three now,might of had kids or could of turned out like me. "You should get some rest mommy. It's not good for your health" I turn to see Gale my son with a glass of milk, his blonde hair reminds me of Prim. "Go back to bed Gale. More coming soon