So, dragging yourself out of bed to get dressed up, all in black for your parents funeral is something you shouldn't have to do when youv'e only just turned 16, but here i am getting dressed, in all black, at 7am on a sunday morning to attend my parents funeral. i put on the only black clothes i have which include a black lace dress with black tights and black converse's and quickly brush my freshly straightened hair before leaving my room and finding my sister in the kitchen, she has her head rested in her arms on the table and i can hear her faintly crying, i take a seat and pull it close next to her before putting my arms around her shoulders until she looks up, when she does she has mascara running down her cheeks, which i quickly rub away for her before looking into her eyes where you can see fresh tears starting to appear, i pull her closer to me in a tight hug before pulling her up 'come on jess we need to go' she nods at me and walks towards the door, she has hardly said anything since our parents died last week which is rare for her, she's 19 and normally spends her free time talking on the phone. i walk out the door behind her and approach the car waiting outside for us, i get in first to squeeze in the middle next to my brother, his hair almost black is swept across his face as he looks at me, i smile at him and look at his outfit, he's wearing a black leather jacket, black skinnies and a dark purple top, he's my twin and we are complete opposits,his black hair being naturally straight and mine being a dark blonde and completly curley that takes hours to straighten, his dark blue eyes and myne hazel brown, the only similarity we had was our height we were bothe always exactly the same height, we were both 5ft 9inches at present, our sister only being taller than us because of the extreme heels she always wears.
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the funerel was over, i had a single tear on my cheek and so did my twin, but our sister was bauling her eyes out so we were comforting her, she wasn't deeling with there death very well, she hadn't eaten since they died on thursday and she looked pale, i was worried about her, when she was 16 i found out she cutting and swore me to secrecy, but she finally stopped a year ago, but if she started again she would probably be worse. she wouldn't stop crying and fell to the floor, i sighed and looked up at my brother
'Jamie, we have to do something' jamie (my twin) looked down at jess then back to me
'i know' he almost whispered
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WOOO FIRST CHAPTER, KINDA DEPRESSING BUT OH WELL I'M DETERMINED I WILL FINISH THIS STORY SO BARE WITH, IF YOU READ THIS TELL ME WHAT YOU THINK YEH? NOT THAT MANY PEOPLE WILL READ THIS THOUGH AND I KINDA FEEL LIKE IM TALKING TO MY SELF HERE OMG THATS THE FIRST SIGN OF MADNESS!!! AHA DONT WORRY I'M NOT MAD THOUGH PERFECTLY SANE MAYBE A LITTLE WEIRD AND CRAZY BUT THATS FUN :) SO IF YOU DO READ THIS TELL ME I'M NOT TALKING TO MYSELF PLEASE AHAHA :)
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