Hope

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~Iris's Pov~


A lot of people have hope in different things. I wish that I had that hope. As a child, I would always be with my older siblings, Elizabeth and Virgil. They didn't treat me any differently. I was their sister. Never their 'Baby sister' or 'Little sister' just their sister. Then again, I was barely younger than them. 2 years younger than Elizabeth and 1 year younger than Virgil. I wasn't the youngest nor the oldest. I have 4 older siblings and 3 younger ones. Growing up, I had amazing relationships with my siblings. 

Me, Virgil, and Elizabeth would always stick together. We stuck together at school, home, anywhere, that was us. We had the same friend group and that was that. At school, me and my siblings' friend group was known as the 'popular' kids. Some people saw us as bullies. We were never bullies. We helped people. People thought we were bullies because we were the 'popular' kids. 

Back then, I hoped that I would one day fit in. Now, I hope that one day I'll see my family again. 

I'm not ready for tomorrow. Nowhere near ready. Tomorrow is the day that I died, Elizabeth died. Virgil died, and my older brother Terrence died. I remember when Terrence died. It was a fire. If it wasn't for Terrence, our other brother, Micheal would've died too. Based on what I know, my little sister, Hannah, might've also died on that day too. I miss my family, I miss my siblings, I miss my friends, I miss everything. 

I'll still do the one thing that my siblings taught me to also do, have hope. Never give up. I won't, I promise, I'll always have hope that I'll see you all again, someday. 

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