Before Then

Prolouge

"What!!?" My mother screamed at the Doctor.

"I-I'm sorry Mrs.Janson, but-" The doctor replied, before being interupted.

"How can you tell me that my six year old daughters will die in ten years!" My mother said before Alex and I were taken to another room. They didn't know that we heard them, but we did. The room we walked into was quite big, it had yellow flower stickers on the walls and lots of baby toys. In the room there was a desk behind a mirror wall and a yellow flowery curtian. Alex started to look in the mirror.

"I look like Richard!" She gasped. I looked in the mirror too since we had not seen our faces after the surgery. Our dark brown hair a short. She was right we did look like Richard. We looked the same.. almost. We were wearing the same medical gown thing. The same dark hair, shaved off, the same nose, the same soft skin, the same medical tag thing and same stitches on our foreheads. All the same except for our eyes, hers were a royal blue mine were an emerald green. We both had two brown freckles on our cheek one above the other. We also had long eye lashes, the were white for some reason and so were our eye brows. Behind the curtain we found two little beds with some stuffed animals in them. This room we started calling this room the playroom.

"Hi girls," said the doctor as she walked in the room. My mum was behind her, I could tell the she had been crying for a long time.

"You two are going to spend the night here okay?" She said going to the desk behind the mirror with my mother. They kept talking behind there, later that day we were also told the instead of one night we would stay in there for two weeks just in case. So we did, Alex and I played, ate gross mushy food, cried, bathed, fought, slept, we did practically everything in that room. One time every week though, we could go to the garden on the roof, we always did that on Fridays. For one hour we went outside a lay on the dirt under the apple tree and talked. It was usually just the two of us and a lady behind the desk taking notes. We didn't really mind though, it only bothered me when she was still there at night. Sometimes my mum would come, she was only allowed to stay in the room for half of the day. Soon two weeks turned into four, then six, then eight. Our mum came less and less, it was only us.