She and her sister was never close. They are millions of thoughts away. Her sister was the rebel, the rock star, and the beautiful one. Her parent's without a doubt, absolute favorite. Everyone's cool friend. Someone who everyones wish would be at their parties.
Both of then has a very distinguishable sparkling brown eyes, they even share the same natural hair color - dirty blonde. She looked up to her, but her sister never seems to notice. They have a seven-year gap. Her sister is about to enter into adulthood. Her parents already had her sister's college planned out.
Her sister will never be an adult and will never set foot to any of the colleges. Her sister is frozen in time and in her mind. A seventeen-year old smart-ass funk.
She could never figure her sister out. She never tried. She never did--not until her sister is gone. She still half-blames her for their parent's death.
She felt guilty at times, because she never did properly mourn for her.
She is trying to piece it all out. Her tragic past and her horrible present. She could never decide which is worst. No matter how much effort she invested to get away from it--its her fucking reality. There seems to be no escaping. It's a trap.
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Blanche
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