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Sibling Bond

I woke up at 12 midnight. I thought it was because I was used to it – or because of Zim. But I had a sinking feeling in my stomach. I couldn’t sleep easy. In fact, I felt tired. I knew it was something with my brother. I wasn’t sure what, but it was just that. I finally forced myself to sleep after praying.

This morning, I woke up to a text message my father sent. My brother’s transfusion went well. WHAT? wait. What time was that? 11:30-12:00. I knew it.  I said a little prayer of thanksgiving

I guess it’s my bond with him. I knew that something was up. Maybe siblings are just born clairvoyants. I don’t know.

But whoever it is that helped him. GOD BLESS YOU.



A 30 something fangirl, writer, artist and dreamer, a princess by day and ninja by night who believes in magic, true love and wants to change the world one brush stroke at a time. Marikit is a self-taught artist learning more about art and the world around her.

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