All Chapters of They Broke When I Died : Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

The ones who caused my death were the enemies who had invaded the day before.However, from my perspective, the ones who really killed me were my parents and Amelia.The elders used to say that people's hearts would always change. I had brushed it off back then and buried myself in Mom's arms. "Then will you love me forever, Mom?"Mom ruffled my hair and kissed my forehead. "Of course. You're my only daughter. I'll love you for the rest of my life."However, later on, "daughter" no longer meant only me, and her love slowly shifted to someone else.How foolish I had been to cling to a sliver of hope, believing that if I behaved a little better and protected Amelia a little more the way they did, the love I had lost would come back to me.Lying on the floor of the cold cellar, I used every ounce of strength I had to send out mind-links, imagining they would come and look at me, even just once.They did come, but they stopped outside the door.Mom sounded a little worried. "Today

If Amelia so much as cut her hand, they would panic.However, even after my soul was floating in midair and my body had begun to stiffen, no one remembered me.Perhaps they were simply happier without me around.I slowly drifted over to the party. I passed face after smiling face, but not a single one was happy for me."It's a wonderful day. Let's take a group photo," Dad suggested cheerfully.The pack immediately crowded around Amelia, chattering as they worked out where everyone should stand.Once everyone was in place, they realized there was no one to take the picture."Where's Elowen? Let's have her take it for us," someone suggested.Displeasure flashed across Amelia's eyes. She hugged Mom's arm and pleaded sweetly, "Mom, I have a phone stand. We don't need to bother Elowen."She was always like this. Whenever people started paying attention to me, she would do something to pull every eye back to herself.She raised the knife in her hand. "Besides, we haven't even cut t

Mom sighed the whole way back. "Elowen was such a tiny baby when she was born. How is she even smaller now?"A heavy sadness hung over Dad that was impossible to ignore, and there seemed to be far more gray in his hair than before.When the car pulled up outside, Mom practically ran upstairs. She pushed open the small, old wooden door, and the dust inside made her choke.The room was neat and tidy.On closer look, though, the sheets were dingy, a wad of paper was propping up the desk's wobbly leg, and the wardrobe creaked.She set the urn on the desk. It looked lonely there, just like my life had been.Dad followed her up and could not help thinking of Amelia's room.She had a pink bed, a wardrobe custom-made by a craftsman, and walls covered in posters of her favorite movies and bands.My room, by comparison, was no different from a servant's quarters."How could she have lived in a place like this?" Dad murmured, sounding lost, as if he could not believe it himself.Mom sat

His gaze swept coolly over the faces around him, and he lifted a hand to wipe the tears from the corners of his eyes. "Elowen was my most outstanding student. I want to know how she ended up dying like this, and I expect an explanation."Mr. Smith was a highly respected noble among the werewolves, and every word he spoke carried an authority no one dared challenge."Your most outstanding student?" Dad tilted his head slightly, looking lost.I never expected him to bring my report cards with him.He handed the neatly organized report cards to Dad. "Alpha, these should have been given to you at parent-teacher conferences. However, in all these years, neither you nor the Luna attended a single one of Elowen's."Mom instinctively protested. "But we did go to the conferences..."She stopped short.She remembered that every time a conference was coming up, I would make an invitation by hand and leave it on the coffee table.How had they answered me back then?"Elowen, don't leave tr