A week after my younger sister's passing, she transformed into a yellow butterfly and landed on my elder sister's lap."Is that you, Betty?" she asked, adding, "Go wherever you're supposed to instead of lingering in this world." Hearing this, the butterfly fluttered onto the ground under a chair, not moving anymore as if dead. Then it rose to its wings some ten minutes later. Swiftly I filmed its airy dancing using my cellphone, just for a lifetime commemoration.
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