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My only sister has been killed.
My parents second child was killed.
My twin sister is killed.
My twin sister is dead.
My twin sister is dead?

MY FUCKING TWIN SISTER IS KILLED!

NO NO THIS CAN'T BE TRUE!
THIS CAN'T BE FUCKING TRUE MY ONLY FUCKING SISTER THAT I FUCKING LOVED GOT KILLED?!?!

ARE YOU KIDDING ME?? THIS CAN'T BE TRUE!

No no I don't believe this, she's probably playing a sick joke on me.

I shake her pale body, her short brown hair sways with her head.

After probably 5 minutes of me shaking her unconscious pale body I give up and just cry.

I loved her why would anyone do this she was an angel everybody loved her so why just why would anyone kill her?

I was screaming and crying then someone opened the door to Evelyn's bedroom.

I turned my head around and saw two police officers standing in the doorway, but I didn't see perfect due to having tears in my eyes.

One of the officers came to me and laid a hand on my shoulder.

"Hey what's your name?" The officer asked.

"E- Eve" I answered.

"Ok Eve I want you to get up from your sister I suppose" he said.

"No please no I don't want to leave her please" I said while new tears were forming in my eyes.

"She's not going anywhere, but we do have to ask you some questions so can you go down to kitchen or the living room please" he said his voice very calm.

We walked down the stairs and walked into the kitchen he motioned with his hand that I should take a seat. I sat down and so did he.
He took out a small notebook and a pen.

"So Eve can you please tell me everything that you remember has happened?" He asked me.
"I will try" I said while I whipped what remained of my tears.
"Okay so I remember that today in the morning when we were about to leave for school Evelyn had told us that she didn't feel really good so she's going to stay home today. So i said okay to her and that she would take care of herself properly. I decided to go home earlier to surprise her with her favorite ice cream cake from Wendy's. But when I got into the house and started telling her name but no one answered me, so I went up the stairs and knocked on her door. And then I heard something, like someone jumping out of the window, which is really strange because her room is on the second floor. When I opened the door I f-ffound her l-l-lying on the floor lifeless" I chocked out the last words.

This all seems so unreal to me, how was my only sister my best friend dead?!?!? Small tears began to appear in my eyes and I took a napkin to wipe my now running nose.

"Was that all?" Asked the police officer.
"As if right now yes, yes that's all" I answered.
"Okay thank you"

He got up and left me alone in the kitchen with my own thoughts. The whole house was filled with police officers. Some were talking with each others, and others were looking around. Some time later my parents came running in from the outside, I hadn't realized until my mother 'Anna' had hugged me from the behind while crying and kissing me.

"Are you okay did something happen to you too?!?" She asked frantically.
I turned to her softly crying, it had hurt me seeing her like this but after all her sunshine her miracle of a daughter had just died so who can blame her?
"I'm fine, nothing happened to me thankfully" I answered her while now hugging her back.
Now the both of us were crying.

After some time my father  'Liam' came downstairs to us. "Are you okay what happened exactly can you tell us?" My dad was more concerned and worried than sad well of course he was sad and probably heartbroken but he didn't show it as much as me and my mom did. So i told them everything I told the police officer a few minutes ago.

Hours had went by and I was in my room now packing a  small bag of all the things I needed for quite some time, my parents thought it would be the best if we stayed at my grandparents house for some time, while the police does their job.
One police officer had come down to us and told us what they saw, apparently when they turned Evelyn's body over they saw that someone that stabbed her head multiple fucking times. And to me that's just crazy I don't have any words. The physiology meaning behind someone stabbing someone in the face or in the back of the head is because they are jealous of them. I mean I understand why people are jealous of my sister she was perfect, her body was perfect, her grades were perfect, she just had the perfect life. But to do that you had to be mentally insane.

I grabbed my bag and went downstairs where my mother was talking on the phone sniffing her way through the words, and my father talking to a police officer. My father looked like he was a second away from cracking. Like dropping on the floor and starting to full on cry for hours non stop. Like they could my presence both of them stopped talking and asked me if I was ready to leave. I just nodded at them and we got out to the car.

Now that we are only three in the car it feels so empty, just yesterday it was full of laughter and people singing. I will definitely miss those times. My father started the car and began driving. The house became smaller and smaller and all the good memories with my beautiful sister started replying in my head.

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Hello guys, this is the first chapter and I hope you will enjoy it.

It's crazy how u started this book like 4 years ago but I never even finished the first chapter, the time really flew by. I was literally in a reading slump for 3 years but it feels like I'm back now 💪.

We got a new math teacher this year and she's literally so bad at teaching she should just quit if not, most of the class will fail her class but that's okay because I'm not failing. (I was soo close to fail my math test we had last week🥰)

Anyways goodbye see you next chapter.

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