I push through the storm rain blinding me. The wind pushes, and I fall. Again. Why did this happen what is wrong with me? I couldn't protect her from trying again. Not again. Not again. Not again! I cry out my voice whipped away by the wind. Tears stream down my face, my eyes stinging from the salt. I can't lose my sister! I can't. I can't. I can't! But after the storm. The rain halts. I look up opening my eyes to the beautiful world sparkling before me. She will be okay. I suddenly feel it and I know. It's true. Its not a storm anymore. It's after the storm.

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