My hands are small, I know but they're not yours. They are my own, but they're not yours. They're are my own and I am never broken -Jewel, Hands
Spirit's p.o.v
"Avalon said you are a healer. Heal your sister" mom demands dragging me over to Ellie's sickbed.
"I have healed myself. This is my first time healing someone else" I notify her. "What can possibly
go wrong?" She wonders. "I might die in the process of saving Ellie" I panic. "Sometimes you may
to sacrifice yourself for those you love" Dad adds. Consequently, my worst fear does become a
reality. Ellie is healthy and alive, but my body is shutting down. I am completely drained out.
I march into the street and simply faint.