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Gone. Ember’s brother was gone. Forever. He was never coming back. Giving up was the only option at this point. He would never talk to her again. He would never comfort her again. He would never help her again. He was truly gone. Ember couldn’t cope with this. She ran out of her mansion, down the street, and into a foggy alley. She could never be genuinely herself again without him here. Sobbing heavily she screamed her lungs out. No one heard her screams of pure terror and pain. Two weeks later she thought of moving on, NEVER! Ember could never give up on her best friend. Although she knew he was gone, she couldn’t comprehend that he was. Giving up on life, she started being depressed, not knowing the right path even though it was so evident when Fox was there. Ember closed her bedroom door one last time, ready to take her own life. There was no hope in living if her life was taken away from her. She was fine that his pain stopped but he was gone, everything in her life was a memory. Ember wanted to make memories, not look back at them. She closed her eyes only to see a vague memory of Fox’s dark emerald eyes. Ember turned pale, opening her eyes again, breathing fast and shaking. She could never close her eyes again if she kept seeing her brother’s eyes.
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