William POV

"William..." I heard Apple's voice.

I quickly woke up and looked around my dark room.

"Geez...what's wrong with me?" I sighed.

"Maybe I should get you some tea" Daisy was sleeping on top of me.

"Sis!" I pushed her off.

"William I thought you wanted me sleep with you" she pouted.

"I didn't! I'm not a baby anymore" I blushed extremely.

"Awe really?!" she wined.

"Yes" I glared at her.

She crawled in my lap.

"I'm not bullied anymore" she smiled softly.

"That's good" I smiled nervously trying to escape.

"Sis....it's mom's birthday" I sighed.

She was really quite hesitating to answer me.

"So.....are you coming with me to her grave?" I spoke softly.

"Sure" she looked emotionless walking out of my room.

"Sis-"

She closed the door before I finish my statement. I opened my curtains then changed into a suit and tie.

"Sis are you ready?" I slowly opened her bedroom door.

She was wearing a short white dress with a silver heels and a red rose in her hair.

"You look like mom" I smiled nervously.

"Thanks" she smiled softly.

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Daisy and I stood in front of mom's grave and did your prayers.

"Mom happy birthday," I smiled placing a sunflower on her grave.

"I know you love sunflowers" I laughed.

Daisy smiled softly patting my head. She grew many roses around mom's grave and grew a Hibiscus at dad's grave beside mom.

"Love you guys" she spoke softly and sent a flying kiss at their graves.

"Sis let's go-"

She started crying holding her chest tightly. I cried without realizing looking at her.

"Daisy don't cry" I wiped my tears.

"I'm not" she cried harder.

"You are!" I hugged her.

"You are crying too!" she hugged me tightly.

She wiped her running nose and my tears. We walked to the train station. People around us were talking about Apple's death.

"That girl had no citizen records" the newspaper man said.

"And a weird blood type" a lady shook her head.

"Too much young people are dying in a strange way" an old lady sighed.

Daisy and I felt uncomfortable sitting beside them.

"Kids be careful at night's okay?" the old lady smiled at us.

"Yes....mam" we spoke softly.

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