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"The sisterhood is falling apart. It pains us but this is inevitable. We must make a choice and follow our hearts. We may have separated our ways to our other sisters but ladies, I assure you, the path we are taking is never lonely." The club president of Dylan's Fan Club made her opening speech in front of the remaining club members.

I felt her hug as a sibling, not a friend. I hugged her as well, closing my eyes. I just felt the hug of a sibling. That I've never had with my biological sister. "Sheena, if you fall, get up, even if other people step on you again and again, just be happy because one day you will also experience happiness. She let go of my hug, smiled at me, and wiped my tears away. "You simply must be strong in order to fight for what is right; fight not for them, but for yourself; and do not believe that you are alone." You can empathize while also fighting for yourself. "

We do our hair, our nails, and our makeup, and we make jokes and laugh it off. I never thought that I would be having a blast with vampires. I never had this with the female werewolves. The only ones I’ve had this with are my mom before she found out about my disability, Marissa and my aunt, whom I miss so much. But this, this is peak sisterhood; I’m even laughing with Anna Ivanov, who used to be my mortal enemy. We look totally bitchin when we’re through.

“My mother loved that quote by Steve Jobs. She used to say, they helped her gain courage in the most difficult times of her life.” “It should, it’s a very compelling adage. Your step-mother, or my sister more specifically, used to say that to me as a kid.” Smiling, a thought suddenly came to me. “That’s funny, mum told me a friend of hers was the one who used to quote that sentence to her.” Smiling in return, she leans forward and rests her elbows on her knee. “Well that’s not surprising at all, became your mother and my sister used to be best friends.”

Womanhood is suppose to stand for each other, one for all and all for one. How would my own sister take away my marriage from me if truly it is one for all and all for one. It wasn’t if I were dead and his morning my death. No it wasn’t so. I was alive and still alive now, still breathing the same air as she. Ha ha! Ha ha!! What about him the so called man she had taken away from me, I had slowly sent him to his early journey to his maker. I guess they should be having a peace talk or a cast into the lake of fire if there was one that is real as I was taught by the missionaries of the time.

She demands. “I do.” I swear. “Repeat after me: I solemnly swear.” The Great Mother begins. “I solemnly swear.” I parrot. “To do no harm to my sisters.” “To do no harm to my sisters.” I dutifully recite. “To give aid to my sisters in need.” The Great mother continues. “To give aid to my sisters in need.” I echo. “Never betray a sister’s secret.” “Never betray a sister’s secret.” I parrot. “Pay your debts to the universe.” She continues.

"He's pointing out the truth. If it weren't for our mother's affair, I would have been the firstborn. Things would be perfect without you in the picture." "You haven't got what it takes to be the first fucking born," Emma tells me honestly, and she's right. I'm not made of the stuff she is. I'm not strong enough. "Un legame di sorella ci lega per parola, sangue e anima," She tells me. "Un legame di sorella ci lega per parola, sangue e anima," A sister bond binds us by word, blood and soul; I repeat those words from her bathroom many years ago.

Sierra nodded happily as she added “Just in case Jessie decides to stay with us when she comes over.” “Can I?” Overwhelmed by emotions, Jessie choked with misted eyes once she recovered from the shock of Sierra’s generosity. “Of course.” Martha hugged her shoulders as she smiled “You will be our younger sister.” The friendship between women were not that complicated; especially the ones that were purified in the fire of life's tragedies; they had the special skill of identifying innocence having seen a lot of the ugliness of life! The hardships they faced, the relatable gruesome experiences and lack of those who genuinely cared for them served as a magnetic field, attracting and holding them

Even if I had to die then die I will. As the night wore on, we shared stories and laughter, enveloped in the healing energy of the moonlit clearing. She reminded me of the strength and resilience that ran in our bloodline, the unwavering sense of loyalty that ran deep in our veins and I was so happy to call her my sister.

Tiana told her with a smile. "Now, let me go and find that chicken cause I know one of these aunties are hiding it." Jasmine said squinting her eyes at everybody and Tiana laughed at her as she stood up. Tiana ate her food slowly checking her draft; Sisters Love Your Fellow sisters? Black Woman Love Your Fellow Black Woman? Isn't that it? Isn't that the rule?? Isn't that what we are meant to do? How many times are we instructed to support our fellow women? Support! Support!! Support!!!