Part one: I love my little sister! I remember being eight years old, in a hospital and worried. My mother had been swelling up and now she had broken something, so she was rushed to the hospital. I had no idea what was wrong or what would happen next and even now, I don't mind telling you how scared I was when the doctors told me to leave the room as mom screamed in what was obviously intense pain. Hospital doors are made so that screams can't be heard from outside unless they're really loud and you're really close, which I...
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