One day my Aunt Sierra went with me to the beach and said she was tired. "I cant wait to sleep on my pillow!" she said. My aunt was killed a week later. One morning, at 1:30, my cousin and I were talking about her passing away, then a folded, secure pillow case fell off a shelf. My cousin and I hid under the blanket, we knew it was her. I looked up first and when I did, I felt like something I cannot explain, some feeling of fear, or was it comfort? Anyway, I believe the pillow case had something to do with that pillow Sierra wanted... you decide.
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