My baby sister Emma died yesterday morning. She was eighteen.
I've always loved the theory that there are multiple universes, or alternate timelines. Maybe there's a world where she gets to grow up. A world where she becomes a doctor, or doesn't, and gets married, or doesn't, and has kids, or doesn't, whatever she wants. Wanted. I like the idea of a world where she's still alive.
And I would do anything to live in that world instead of this one.
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