My Sister Keeper

Alexia P.O.V

To say it was weird to be living my dead twin sister Brooklyn life was an understatement. I never once though I would be living my twin sister life I never though she would be murder either. The whole reason that I am here pretending to be her in the first place. I knew it was murder even though the papers had said she ran away from home. I knew for a fact she hadn't ran away from home. It wasn't just the fact I could see her and talk to her when other people couldn't. But she went missing just a few days after we had talked we had plan to meet up. Thing was that Brooklyn never made it to the meeting spot that day. And right after she suddenly disappeared or as the papers said "ran away". I knew different even before Brooklyn appeared before me as a ghost.

A week earlier :

"Can you meet me" Brooklyn's honey soft voice floated though the phone. It was a few days before that phone call when she first contacted me. I never knew I had a sister let alone a twin sister at that I always though I was the only child. At first I though it was just a prank but Brooklyn insist that she was telling the truth. So she convinced me to trade pictures with her when I received the picture. My heart dropped the girl in the picture was the same girl as me. After that she would call me late at night she wouldn't let me call. It was always Brooklyn who made the calls who reached out to me. I knew she was sneaking around to make the calls to me. It was always after midnight when she would call and her voice was always very low. She had told me that she had a feeling that her parents where hiding more then the fact she had a twin sister. I didn't quite understand she told me she would explain more when we meet.

"Where" I asked writing down a few math problems for school some where I had stopped. Starring at the piece of paper as I listen to Brooklyn."The fountain in front of the mall, you know the place" she asked. I nodded my head before realizing that she couldn't see me "Yea I know the place" I answered. "What time" I added chewing on the bottom of my pencil "Noontime" She replied. "Ok I will see you then" I smiled "Yes" she whispered.

"Alexia"

"Yeah"

"I wish I could of meet you earlier"

"Me to but we have all the time to make up for it"

"What if we don't , What if we are running out if time"

"What you mean"

"Later Alexia"

"No Brooklyn what's going on"

"I will tell you later when we meet I promise, I don't have alot of time right now"

"No Brooklyn tell me now"

"I... I can't.....Look Alexia I promise I will explain everything soon just wait ok just a little longer be patient sister"

"Ok Brooklyn I will be waiting for you"

"I will be there promise" She whispered softly before the line went dead. Most of our conversations only lasted no more then five minutes we keep them short. Brooklyn was always the first to hang up I didn't quite understand. I knew Brooklyn would explain to me when we meet up.

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When the day cane for Brooklyn and I to meet up I made sure I was up early. By ten I was already dress and in my car headed to the mall. By eleven I was standing by the fountain right in front of the mall. I knew Brooklyn lived about two hours away I also knew she cane to this mall alot. That's what she had told me during one of our late night conversations. Even though I knew this I had never once seen her here though I never cane to the mall. I was always working or hanging out in the back allys with the wrong people. I was either drinking or getting high I wanted to escape my life. I hated my life I know most kids say that but I really meant it. My mum was always drunk and prostituting her body out to strange men. My father was to doped up to even care he would just sit there sitting on his fat ass. The only one that was working was me I was the one who pay the rent who brought the food. My day time job didn't make enough money so I got a job at night to. I wasn't proud of it but it made me the money I needed I never used my real name. And I didn't give my body away I just stripped. I know Brooklyn would probably be disgusted with me if she knew. My parents wouldn't give a shit they rarely pay any attention to me anyways. So it was no wonder I had never seen Brooklyn here maybe if I had a normal life. Had friends like most girls my age going to the mall and things. I would of meet her a lot sooner I wouldn't feel so alone like I do.