It all started when I was born. I had the cord wrapped around my neck and almost died. Now I'm almost dieing here in a swimming pool. I sank down and down. I knew how to swim but every time I tried I would sink faster! Nobody was paying attention. My lungs were gasping for air. I sent big bubbles to the top but nothing happened. I then screamed out bubbles and saw a life guard. Finally! He's not going to make it in time! He's to far away! I thought. My eyelids felt heavy. My lungs were tight and I tried to swim. Then everything went black.
I woke up coughing on the pavement. "Are you alright?" asked the lifeguard. "I'm fine!" I said attempting to stand up. "What do you think your doing!?" Shouted a familiar voice. I looked over and saw my dad that abuses me. Uh, oh. "We're moving!" shouted dad and grabbed my wrist. He dragged me to the car. "But-" I said and he cut in," No but's!" I sighed and looked out the now rain streaked window.
"There, That's the last box!" Said dad. I rolled my eyes and ran inside to say goodbye to my empty room and to the place where mom lived before she moved out to Florida with another man and got a divorce from my dad. I still secretly send her letters and told dad it was just a pen pal. "Come on!" Shouted dad. "Coming!" I shouted. I got in the car and we followed the moving truck all the way to Nashville, Tennessee.
After 3 days my room was completely done as of the rest of the house. Right now I'm in my bed reading a book listening to the sound of people walking the streets. I set my book down. I got on a dress and flats with an overcoat. After sneaking downstairs I went walking. I describe myself by saying: I have long blonde straight hair, A skinny body, and most people say beautiful but I don't want to brag so I'll say fair. My feet pattered against the sidewalk as the honk of upcoming cars always startled me. Through the crowd I could see the light turn green and turn red when I got there. A poster on a wall caught my eye. I went over and it read:
THE VOICE
Starting Saturday at 5:00. Only people considered as good singers come!
Choices for coaches
1) Blake Shelton
2) Usher
3) Shakira
4) Adam Levine
Thanks for looking and make sure to vote - The Voice
I ripped it off the pole and ran all the way home to sew an outfit. It was Thursday and I had just enough time to make a dress with an overcoat. I laid down on my cozy bed just as I heard the phone on the wall ring. I ran upstairs, picked it up, and said, "Hello."
"Hi, Um who is this?"
"Abigail, why?"
"My twin?"
"What do you mean?"
"I'm Selena and my twins name was Abagail, I hears she just move here. Is it you?"
"Um, I didn't know I had a twin."
"Identical actually."
"Oh, How about I meet you at the sqaure tomorrow at 5:00."
" Sounds great"
"Yeah, um bye."
"Bye!"
I hung up the phone.
"A twin?" There's something dad isn't telling me.
I yawned and decided to take a nap first.
