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Chapter 14
Her mother believed things happen for a reason, to help us grow and mature. Chrystal grew up with that idea and always tried to see why things happened, both good and bad. She learned from her mistakes and improved on the good things. However, she could never understand that car accident, why the driver of the trailer was so drunk that he threw them into the ravine, and she was the only one who survived.
Why didn't she die too?
What good did the universe have to show her by making her an orphan?
The world turned gray for Chrystal Daly at the age of thirteen: her paternal aunt and uncle reluctantly decided to take care of her until she turned fifteen so that her parents' will would become effective and she could keep the house. She got a part-time job and continued with her studies, but... the will to live was becoming weaker and weaker.
Why, why did she have to go on living?
Life with her uncles and irritating cousins was not the best; no matter ho
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