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He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 11He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 11 by *etnostra
I ran down the hall and found my sister standing in the doorway to the kitchen.
“Lori,” I said, as I wrapped my arms around her and held her tight against my chest, “Honey, what happened?”
“A-a knife went flying at the wall,” she said, terror written all over her face.
I looked at Josh for a moment—he had his arm around Lori.
“Can you check?” I asked him.
He nodded, and walked into the kitchen. “Oh my god…Amy you need to see this,”
I kept my arm wrapped around Lori as we walked into the kitchen.
“Oh my god…” I gasped. The picture of Anna was
He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 10He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 10 by *etnostra
One week later
I was standing at the gate, waiting for my sister’s plane to land. She was flying in to stay with me for the last few days of her Christmas break. Excitement rose in my chest as I saw a familiar head of blonde hair bob up and down through the crowd coming through the gate.
“Lori!” I called. Her head whipped around and she grinned as she saw me.
“Amy!” she called back, walking over to me, a spring in her step. She rushed up and hugged me tight.
“Hey,” I said, smiling. “How’ve you been?”
She shrugged, “Pretty good, you?”
“Really, really good,&
He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 9He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 9 by *etnostra
“Morning,” Josh whispered into my ear, stirring me from my sleep. I smiled, but winced a moment later as I felt him rub my back.
“Did I hurt you?” he asked, hearing my slight gasp of pain. He pulled his hand away.
“I don’t know,” I said, “It stung,”
“Let me take a look,” he said, worry creeping into his voice as he pushed the covers away. I held them up to my chest to cover myself.
“Amy,” he whispered, pain lacing his voice.
“What?” I asked, fear brewing in the pit of my stomach.
There’s…scratches all over your back,” pain and a
He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 8He Brought Her To Life- Chapter 8 by *etnostra
“Ames,” someone said softly, “Ames, wake up,”
I blinked a few times against the blinding sunlight. My eyes focused and I saw Josh sitting next to me with a mug of coffee in his hand.
“Morning,” I said, a smile tugging at my lips. I sat up.
He placed his coffee on the nightstand, and leaned over and softly kissed me. I ran my fingers through his soft, rumpled hair as he caressed my cheek. I sighed as we broke apart. This is how it was supposed to be. We were supposed to wake up and kiss, and make coffee and just be together…we weren’t supposed to be waking up screaming every few hours throug
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