Flower

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"And then he punched me really hard on my nose. Can you see my nose blood? Right here, under my nose? Lia, look!"

Lily points on her nose overexcited about her being "punched" on her nose. She says it in a "can you believe tone" I squeeze her nose a little bit, and start to laugh "Lily, it's nothing there. You and I both know nothing like that happened."

She takes a huge bite of her ice cream and frowns. We are sitting in a park, and eating ice cream. Even if it is freezing cold outside, we still sit in the park, eat our ice cream like we always do on Fridays at 05.00pm. It's a tradition for us. My mom used to do this with us, so I don't want to stop doing that, so I continued after her death. It's like keeping her alive in our memories. Oh, the joy we had, when she was alive.

The snow is on the ground like it has been snowing for days, but it just started to snow like two days ago. It is so much snow, that it's reaches my knees, and I'm telling you, I'm really tall. Okay, I'm just exaggerating, I'm like 5'7, but I did get picked on for my height at school. People said that I was too tall for being a girl. TOO TALL?? I rather be tall then being a dwarf that can't even reach her locker.

"Lia, I wouldn't lie about something like that." Lily interrupts my thoughts. She raises her eyebrows up and down at me, and I can't stop laughing. Her face is covered in ice cream, or more specifically chocolate ice cream is all over her face. She frown with her brows.

"Stop Lia. I hate when you laugh at me when I don't know why". I stop laughing, and grabbed a tissue paper. I wipe her face all clean, like it should have been before she started to eat the ice cream.

"Sorry Lily. You just had ice cream all over your face" I say, and I really want to laugh again, but I control myself.

She rolls her eyes, and I know she's mad, but it isn't too late before she looks up and sees the snow falling slowly down to her face. A smile is plastered on her face, and I know she's happy again.

I watch her blue eyes watching the snow fall down as she grins at it. Her nose is a little pink because of the cold. Every time I look at her, the more I realize that we don't look like sisters at all. Her dirty blond hair is in a high ponytail with the tiny heart hair ties. She have big squeezy cheeks, like some babies has. I always squeeze them when I get the chance to, but she hates it. You can say that she doesn't like when I bother her too much.

She takes revenge by demanding to braid my hair, but the deal is that I hate it when someone touch my hair. I got long brown hair. Long as long to my butt long hair, and it gets tangled too fast, so I hate it. She likes to put in all the hair ties we have in the house, and that is braiding for her.

Her eyes are just like our dads. He got ocean blue eyes. His was darker than the ocean, but Lily's eyes are just like the ocean. I have gotten mine from my mom. Her was brown. In her eyes, you could see the joy she had all the time, but the happiness in mine is gone after she died two years ago.

I don't show it to Lily, a smile is always showing on my face for her.

Even though Lily looks a lot like dad than my mom, she still has her personality. I see a little of my mom in Lily every day, and I hate knowing that Lily never would get to know mom as I knew her.

Lily interrupts my thoughts again by asking "Can we go and see Mr. Miller?". I smiled. I take her tiny hand in mine, and begin to walk to Mr. Miller.

Mr. Miller is my boss at the book shop/library I work at. He's more like family than my boss to me. We walk in and I feel the warm hit me right away. I see Mr. Miller standing on a chair.

"Mr. Miller! Be careful. How many times have I said that you can't stand on a chair just to put some books away? I could do that. You could've just called me."