My sister swore she’d introduce me to death. She didn’t know that’s what I wanted. She didn’t know that’s been my dream or how my nightmare has been sunrise. She didn’t know that’s what I’ve yearned for since first day of freshman year—since she chose status over me and told our mom I’d faced no danger. My sister swore she’d introduce me to death, but she never truly planned to. My sister swore she’d introduce me to death; another broken promise.
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