Chapter Two

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I walk back into my room to see Ali's bed in the far left corner and mine on the right. I sigh and lay back on my bed. Ali joins me in my roo-sorry our room. "What should we do today?" she asks me. Good question. "Tennis court?" I ask. She scrunches her nose which twists up her perfect face. Ugh, what I wouldn't give to look like her. Twisted face and all. That's part of the reason I'm here actually.

I wasn't happy with the way I looked, I didn't like my body, I didn't like my voice. Every little thing that I could see on my body, I hated. Even the way I acted. My parents didn't exactly help either. It was "just a phase" according to them. I had scars all up and down my arms. I tried to commit suicide five times. I'm still here because of that reason. But like I said, that's only part of the reason. You're not ready for the other part yet.

"Wanna go swimming?" I ask her. She smiles. I know she loves swimming. She says that she feels connected to the water. She jumps up and opens her dresser beside her bed. She takes out a a large t-shirt and some shorts to swim in. We aren't allowed two peices or one peices. Apparently, boys can't keep it in their pants so we get punished because of it. I grab my swim gear too and she smiles as we head out to the pool.

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Laying out in the water, I close my eyes and let the coldness take me over. Ali dives under water and comes back up, shivering. It's almost frightening how much she looks like the little girl who used to live in our current room.

Flashback

I sit upright in bed, throwing the covers off of me and running out into the hall. Everyone is crowded around Olivia's room. I walk up with tears in my eyes. The door was swung open and Dr. Mason was walking out. I crane my neck to get a better view and instantly wish I didn't. There lay Olivia's lifeless body. Her blonde hair was a mess and most of it was matted to her forehead and pillow. Her colorless clothes and bed were now painted with blood. Her hands were above her head and her legs, mouth, and eyes were open. Dr. Mason yells for everyone to go back to their rooms but I crumple to the floor and cry. He did this. I know he did.

End of Flashback

Ali puts her hand on my shoulder and I turn to look at her. She smiles at me. "Wanna dive?" She asks. I shake my head up and down and she counts down from three. When she gets to one, we both dive under water. As I get deeper down, someone shakes me violently. Instinctively, my eyes pop open. At first, my vision is blurry and the chlorine burns into my eyes. But as my eyes adjust I take a look around. I can't see anyone, not even Ali. But as I focus my eyes, I see her. Not Ali. The little girl. Olivia. Her mouth is open and so are her eyes. She's staring at me. Staring into my soul.

I open my mouth to scream, forgetting I'm under water. I swim up as quickly as I can and I push myself onto the concrete and out of the pool. Ali joins me on the concrete. "What the hell is wrong with you?" she asks me quizzically. I cough up all of the water that I endured when I opened my mouth in the pool. I turn my head to look at Ali and almost jump back when I see her. She looks like the little girl so much. Olivia. My daughter.

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