Indiana Lori Avery is Jack Avery's twin. She been through hell and back -depression, cutting, suicidal thoughts- She has a younger sister called Isla that she loves very much, but she loves her twin two.
Yep that's me. Although im all these things people don't know it. I dont want them to know.
I dont want my twin Jack or my bestfriends to know. I dont want them to worry about me. I'm nothing to worry about. Or so those bullies at school tells me. I dont wear t-shirts. I wear long sleeves to cover my cuts on my wrist. I have a diary, the only thing that knows how I feel. I carry it with me wherever i go.
Ring! Finally I'm leaving this hell for the year. I run outside and start to walk.
I felt a tap on my shoulder. I turn around to see my twin, Jack and my bestfriend, Corbyn.
"You excited for the holidays, little sis" Jack ask.
"Pumped" I lied.
"Hey Pipsqueaks here is a few invites to tomorrow night's party" Says a cheerleader as she chucks 3 purple envelopes.
I catch 2 and Jack catchs 1.
I pass one to Corbyn and he opens it and reads it aloud.
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Before they stopped reading the invitation I sprinted.
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When I got home I sat down on the swing in our backyard. I heard footsteps and all of a sudden Jack is sitting on the swing next to me.
I look down at my feet when Jack talked.
"Is it true that you cut?"
I stayed silent as tears brimmed my eyes.
"Is it?"
I stood up and walked toward the door.
"You can't ignore me!" Jack shouts.
I continued walking when all of the sudden Jacks infront of me. He grab my wrists and lift up the sleeves of my long sleeve. He looks at my cuts.
"Why?" He ask.
I pull my wrists out of his grasp.
"Because no one cares about me"
"What? I do!"
"Your my twin, your suppose to care about me" I sniff.
"What about your friends?"
"The only friend I have is Corbyn"
"Well you shouldn't cut its not healthy" Jack says.
I don't reply.
"How long have you been cutting for?"
"Not for long... Only about two years"
"Why didn't you tell me!"
"I didnt want to! I'm not someone to care about! No one cares about me apart from you, Corbyn, Mum, Dad and Isla. If I probably did tell you you would probably call me a ugly slutty bitch and push me away like the others at school!" I say.
"I would never say that" Jack says before hugging me.
