The only one who can beat me is me.

"Get up its all most time for school." Yells my mom every morning Monday through Friday. My life was just a normal teenage life. My only worries were having a bad hair day, or wearing some thing that just didn't look right on me. I had the every day typical high school drama. "Don't talk to my boyfriend." "I heard some thing about you the other day." "Aye, That boy fixing to get with yo girl homie." Maybe gods just giving me a little competition. Which I'm perfectly fine with that because theirs nothing I love more then winning. You're probably a little confused about how my life may be right now but just let me say, It's complicated.

My name is Gabby. I have a twin sister who I sometimes think needs a little help from time to time, she's not too bright. Her name is Abby and she's four minuets older then I am. Our father died a year ago today. It's not a subject I take lightly. Everything was so much easier when he was around. Everything seemed to just fall in place, and things were perfect. No matter How many times my mother would say he never really cared. I still love my dad. My father was killed, and they've failed to find out who the suspect is. Laying in bed thinking about that creep still alive right now at this very second walking the earth getting away with what he's done is all I can think about at night, but today all that is going to change. Me and Abby are training and getting fit, we are going to find the man who murdered our father and kill him our selves. No one will hold us back, no one will get in our way, and no one will notice we are even gone. No more being sad and not doing anything about it. This man will get what's coming to him! Pay backs a bitch.