They all pretended to be happy, happy for each other. Hiding the fact that they felt like sitting and staring at a wall. I refuse to put in the effort. I couldn't pretend. Not anymore.
She wouldn't have done it. She would have gone to my parents and comforted them. Twins are really weird. They look the same, but usually have opposite personalities. That was the case with us. Keyword being 'was'.
They say, losing a family member is like losing your body part. Clearly you haven't lost a twin sister. It feels like f*cking dying. Not the sweet short peaceful one, no way. That's too easy. This is more like the gut wrenching pain in he stomach that never existed before.
No matter what you do, it doesn't seem to decrease, nor does it go away.
Drowning. That's what it felt like. Trying to swim but never being able to reach the water surface.
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Bad Girl Bad Boy
Teen Fictionif you are into romance and sadness , this is the book for you. Caution: This is not a story about rainbows and pink hearts. it might make you brawl your eyes out or it might give you a stupid smile with tears in your eyes, no promises....it will f*...
