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          Anastacia, You're the one good thing out of this mess
      
        
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      Dec 05, 2013 12:11PM
    
    
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      Elsa stood staring at the oldest of the graves, a phantom smile on her face. She had visited this place many times, something about it calming her. You should join them here, just kill yourself no one would miss you The haunting voice taunted, but Elsa refused to show it on her face. She had learned long ago, not to let her true feelings show, as it got you more beatings.
    
  
  
  
      Faith wandered into the Graveyard and sat next to the one belonging to an old friend of her's. He'd died of Cancer a few years ago. She saw Elsa.
    
        
      Elsa heard the other person walk towards the graveyard, and kneel next one of the 10 or so graves. The young girl didn't turn, merely stayed staring at the grave of Fancy's mother. Were you lonely to? Elsa thought, her face returning to its normal emotionless expression.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa turned from the grave and made her way to the 2 small ones she had made. It was the only thing she could think to honor her little sisters I'm sorry I didn't protect you She thought, kneeling by the graves.
    
  
  
  
      Faith placed flowers on her friend's grave, I'm sorry I wasn't there to say goodbye Xander, She thought to him.
    
        
      Elsa placed a light hand on one of the 2 graves. Anna I tried to get to you in time, I really did. I'm sorry you went the way you did. I love you little one, forever and for always Elsa thought, thinking of her youngest sister. 
Elsa turned to the other grave I'm sorry you had to go, I wish I could have gave you one last hug. At least you went peacefully, I love you my little Sandy. Give little Andy a hug for me Elsa thought, remembering the day the police told her that both her sisters, her baby sisters were dead.
  
  
  Elsa turned to the other grave I'm sorry you had to go, I wish I could have gave you one last hug. At least you went peacefully, I love you my little Sandy. Give little Andy a hug for me Elsa thought, remembering the day the police told her that both her sisters, her baby sisters were dead.
        
      Elsa turned hearing the sound of Faith sob. She had refused to cry anymore, she had no need to cry for them anymore, her baby sisters were in a safer place now, a place they would never feel any pain again.
    
  
  
  
      Faith took a picture out of her Jacket of the two of them. http://pics.livejournal.com/liz_marcs... They'd been shopping at the time. She leaned the picture against the gravestone.
    
        
      Elsa felt a tear fall down her face, as the memory of her and her sisters finding little Andy came into her head. I'm sorry I couldn't save you She thought, as more tears began falling. Elsa had held these tears in for nearly 3 years, having refused to cry over their deaths. If I hadn't gotten into trouble I could have saved you both She thought desperately, having blamed herself for her sister's deaths.
    
  
  
  
      "Goodbye dear friend, I'm doing all right" She said and put the flowers down at the grave and stood, and saw Elsa, She had a double of the picture she'd put on his grave.
    
        
      As the tears continued to fall, Elsa traced the words on the graves. 
Anna Marie Roberts
Age 3
Sandy Éclair Roberts
Age 6
To young, you both were to young Elsa thought, as the tears continued falling.
  
  
  Anna Marie Roberts
Age 3
Sandy Éclair Roberts
Age 6
To young, you both were to young Elsa thought, as the tears continued falling.
        
      "Goodbye Anna" Elsa said quietly pulling her hand back from one of the graves. "Bye Sandy, have fun with little Andy" She murmured, and stood up. She planned to bring something for them next time.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa walked away from the graves, her eyes red from the crying she had done. She pulled up the hood on the sweater she wore, wanting to hid the fact she had been crying. Crying is weakness, stupid child A voice laughed in her head.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa sat on the ground, away from the graves. She looked at the sky, hoping her sisters were finally somewhere safe.
    
  
  
  
        
      "You can stop staring at me" Elsa said, not looking at Faith. The girl had never liked when people watched her.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa looked at Faith, her eyes blank. She recognized the girl from the home, but had never spoken to her. You never speak to any of them stupid The voice pointed out rather cruelly.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa shrugged, not really caring if the other girl came or not. They all hate you, why haven't you killed yourself Elsa sighed slightly, hoping the voice would stop soon.
    
  
  
  
        
      Elsa wanted to tell Faith everything, but the words didn't come. "Why ar-are you here?" She asked, after walking for a few meters.
    
  
  
  
      "In the Graveyard, Visiting an old friend, He died before I got here, Before I could see him" Faith said looking down.
    
      Faith nodded. Knowing exactly what she was talking about. She took a packet of Cigarettes out and offered one to Elsa,
    
        
      Elsa shook her head, she had refused to smoke after seeing her parents do it for so long. 
((Elsa is 10...))
  
  
  ((Elsa is 10...))
      ((I know, Faith started at 12)) She nodded and seeing something she put the cigarettes back without taking one herself.
        
      ((Fair enough, my dad started at 9))
"Its was my fault" Elsa said quietly. Of course it was your fault, I bet you even your sisters hate you The voice laughed, Elsa bit her lip trying to ignore the voice.
  
  
  "Its was my fault" Elsa said quietly. Of course it was your fault, I bet you even your sisters hate you The voice laughed, Elsa bit her lip trying to ignore the voice.
      Faith nodded Hearing, "Your mother was the one at Fault for their deaths, Not you, Her," Faith explained, "You didn't kill them, You might not have been able to protect them, But your not at fault." Faith said.
    
        
      Elsa clenched her fists, she still blamed herself. "She cried for me, and I couldn't help her!" Elsa felt her tears filling her eyes, she had never said any of this out loud.
    
  
  
  
      Faith now understood the guilt Elsa was carrying around, "Elsa, If you were trapped You wouldnt've been able to help her, and Even if you'd gotten free, She might've killed you too, I don't think your siblings blame you, They know you love them, and They know you would've helped them if you could've it's not your fault" Faith explained.
    
        
      "I wish she had killed me!" Elsa exclaimed, tears now falling. Then kill yourself tonight The voice said, making more tears fall down her face.
    
  
  
  
      "Elsa, There are so many here who'd miss you if you left us, Including me," Faith said gently brushing away some of Elsa's tears.
    
        
      Elsa stepped back "I don't mean anything, that's what 'it' tells me! I wish I could be dead" She pulled her sleeves up, revealing the cuts and scars. "I want to be dead" Elsa took a shaky breath.
    
  
  
  
        
      Lies, you don't mean anything to them The voice screamed. Elsa whimpered and dropped to her knees, covering her ears "Make it go away" She whispered.
    
  
  
  
        
      ((The voice tell her not to, and Elsa does what they say))
Elsa gave a small nod, and hesitantly took the pill bottle out of her pocket.
  
  
  Elsa gave a small nod, and hesitantly took the pill bottle out of her pocket.


