I'm Bella..
I'm a 8th grader soon to graduate.
I'm a twin. My sister's name is Bianca.. She has always been the more important one for everything. I got silver honor roll, and then Bianca got gold. I've always been second best for everything.
I'm sick and tired of it.
Not only that she steals everything that is mine. She stole my toys as a child , stole the teachers that liked me better, and she recently stole my boyfriend. The first boy I ever loved chose my sister over me. The thought it made me cry. I cried loudly. Gladly I was home alone while Bianca and our parents were celebrating something that seemed irrelevant to me. I picked up a picture of Bianca that was on my dressing table and threw it at the mirror. I watched the mirror shatter and I sighed in the middle of my cries. I walked up to the mirror and picked up a piece of glass. I pushed it into my skin and pulled it up to where my forearm ended and I pulled it out. My whole arm was bleeding and it seriously hurt. I laid down on my carpet and cried. I don't know if I'm dying but right now it doesn't feel like I'm living.
