But after months of dealing with it, I decided to let it go. Fears that made her believe that something was eating her from the inside out, that something was killing her, but that’s all they were, fears. Heartbroken.Īfter the baby died, Mom started having fears. Dad found her,” Maddi can hardly finish the sentence. “What are you talking about? How? What happened?” She sits there, like she’s lost all ability to move. My head spins for a moment, but then stills when I look at my sister. I sit up fast and grab Maddi’s arm and shake her. An ambulance is on the way to come and get her,” Maddi says. Maddi sits down at my feet and puts her face in her hands and sobs. “What?” I say, my voice hoarse with sleep and nightmares. My eyes focus, and I look up and see my older sister, Maddi, standing above me. “She’s dead,” she whispers right into my ear. She reaches out to me again, and I close my eyes tight. The woman in black comes close to me, and then reaches down and shakes my shoulders. I look back at the crow, and a tear falls out of its big green eye. It’s so dark I almost can’t see the woman. Only, each time she says it, her voice cracks more and more, and I hear tears, and something else, hiding in her throat. I can sense its fear-it washes over my body like a cold shower. A crow sits on the sill and looks in at me through the glass. I don’t know who she is or why she’s here, but she keeps saying the same thing. Her hair is long and dark and covers her face. A woman in black stands at the foot of my bed.
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