(Johns POV)
Your sister Becca always wanted a little brother. she got tired of being the smallest child in the family and she loved to play with all of her friends little brothers. she thought they were cute. one day she pulled you into her room. you could tell she really had something on her mind. "bro, mom can't have anymore kids." "what?" "ya i overheard her and dad she was really upset." "oh wow." "the doctors said it was something with her uterus like it got damaged or something when she had me. i feel so awful! I'm responsible for this!" "because you were born?" you ask "That's ridiculous! that stuff just happens sometimes you have to understand that Becca. There's nothing you can do about it." "I... I know... I just wish there was something i could do about it." You consider helping your mother and sister with the power of the ring, but you don't know what to do. You call your sister into your room. "There is a way we can help mom." "what is it ill do anything!" "ok then. now you have to listen to me and promise not to freak out ok?" "ummm ok?" "now sit." you pull off your ring that your grandfather sent to you. "Remember this?" "Ya. It's grandpas ring, he sent it to you." "Well it's not just a ring, it can change things... watch" you point you hand at the blue walls of your room and they begin to slowly turn pink. "What the HELL!?" she jumps back into the bed looking around. "that's so cool, but wait... whats you point?"
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