Wreckless (Vampire Diaries)

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                                                   Everybody wants to go to Heaven

                                                        But nobody wants to die...

'The thing we all fear no matter how strong we are. Because we don't know what to expect, and as far as I know everyone hates being surprised by something horrible and unthinkable.

Death is what we all fear at some point in our life, but we just have to learn to except no matter if it's when it happens or when you noticed there are a million different causes of death. And any of the million can come and bite you in your heart.

Of course, we try not to think about this unthinkable thing because that will only make us fear it more. Knowing that if that knife you're chopping food were to slip out of your hand and cut your wrist or hand you could bleed out in an hour or two. What if you were alone when this happened, you would have to wait until someone came home from work, or the store to help you. And you would most likely run out of time.

So don't try to avoid everything that causes death because truthfully you would have to dig yourself a hole and live there until you eventually die, but even that wouldn't help. You just have to eventually accept that everyone dies.'

I closed my journal, and looked up at the clock; I had twenty minutes until I had to head to school. I was already dressed in all baggy clothes.

I wasn't trying to impress anyone, and I didn't like how I looked exactly like Elena, my younger twin (by 1 minute and 16 seconds.)

My hair was the same dark coffee brown, and I had doe eyes that I hated dearly. My hair is naturally a red wine color, but Elena makes me color it since "it's weird and looks unnatural". Her words not mine.

I didn't get to tell myself what I could do anymore; Elena is more controlling after our parents died.

I had already gotten over the fact that they were gone, although it was different not having them around. Elena still is getting over it, which I think couldn't go any slower.

"Today's Founders Day Riley were not going to school." Elena's soothing voice was coming from behind me, and I noticed my diary was still open. I slammed it shut, hoping she didn't see what I was writing about.

Last time she looked in my journal she said I write "dark" things, that I shouldn't even think about. But the truth is I do think about it, that's why I have to write it down before it gets too caught up in my head and makes me go mental.

I got out of my desk chair and pulled off my black sweater that was lying baggily on my shoulders, and went to my closet to pick more appropriate close for today.

I searched my closet for a shirt and went to a dresser to pull out black skinny jeans. I turned around to find Elena sitting on my back staring off into the distance. She looked like she was thinking hard about something but just couldn't put it in the right words. Say it's our twin link, or nerve, or sister power and I will hunt you down and snap your head in half.

"Well, spit it out," My English accent coming out. That was another weird thing I had a slight British accent when I yell or get mad, the pieces clearly don't fit. But I just choose to ignore it trying not to put Elena in any more stress.

I noticed my voice caught her off guard. So I was right she was thinking about something important. 

I took off my shirt swiftly and put on the clean one, and did the same with my pants. We were twins what she had I had. She didn't seem to matter either because she was caught into another thinking trance. I finally gave up, that she still hadn't said anything.