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If you saw me a year ago, you wouldn’t think it was me. Maybe it’s because I always had a smile on my face, and a bounce in my step, or maybe it’s because I still had my sister.

                About 3 months ago, I got the news that my sister had been in a car accident. Just like me she was very smart, had high goals in life, and understood what it felt like to be alone. Libby was the woman I looked up to, even if my mom was there. She knew what I was going through with the drama, and boys, and just what it was like to be on the outside. Unlike my mom. Libby was 21, and one of the best people you would ever meet.

                Hearing that news almost made me go deranged. I was constantly grieving and mourning over the loss of her, just because she wasn’t there for me anymore. I no longer had my older sister. Even though this happened only a while ago, it’s starting to feel like more of a distant dream in this nefarious and deceit world.

                Almost every day now, I feel so lamentable, and denuded of energy. Like a part of me was missing, like I was falling apart piece by piece. Somehow I feel as if I started to get more manipulative, I can trick people easily into thinking I’m happy, or somehow doing things for me. I just hope that my sister will use that annex and spread her wings, up in heaven. I know she will be watching me, and if possibly she can send me a wish, I will someday get a majestic man in my life.

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         Legend has it, if you catch a Unicorn, you will be able to take their powers. So it only made sense that a Unicorn Hunter was chasing me, after spotting me in the meadow. I felt the wind through my mane as I galloped as fast as I could. Arrows flying one by one, from the Hunters bow, trying to scare me into going the wrong direction. I could sense there was fear in the air, coming from both the Hunter and I—Fear that I might get shot with an arrow, and fear that I could possibly pull a stunt on the Hunter anytime I wanted. Even though I actually couldn’t, seeing as my powers were only flying, creating rainbows, and being able to talk to both Animals, and Humans. As we each passed the Weeping Willow trees one by one, I could tell the Hunter was getting tired, by his gasping for air, and slowing of pace. But yet he still tried to catch up to me and earn my powers. Although I no longer needed to gallop, I still trotted a fair pace till I saw two weeping willow trees draping over a creek, which looked as if it was made of melted chocolate. Using my wonderful nose, I could tell it was chocolate, and the white caps were actually just icing. I couldn’t figure out how I would be able to get across it seeing as my wings still hurt from when the Hunter grabbed them, by sneaking up on me in the meadow. Until I had an epiphany! Create a rainbow! Creating my rainbow was simple, and once I was done, I trotted over it then demanded the rainbow to leave. There was no way that Hunter was stealing my powers. The Hunter reached the edge of the creek on the opposite side I was on, took one long look and realized, I may not have been worth it. Even though the Hunter may have appeared as he was giving up, I was still oddly scared for my life, when I started to feel my wings heal. Slowly and steadily I lifted myself up off the ground, looked back and met the Hunters gaze. Though he looked fine on the outside, his eyes were sad. That’s when I realized this wasn’t over—I had a feeling we weren’t done this battle, and there was more hurt to come.