Tears run down my cold, lifeless face.
My motionless body stands there peering over her. Her soft locks of brown hair fall perfectly around her pale face. Her clear blue eyes would have sparkled under the weak lights but they are shut. Her white ruffle dress matches the daisy headband on her soft head. Shiny pink lip gloss makes her pale face twinkle even more. Beautiful. A life taken to soon. Too fast.
Her name was Nikita.
She was strong and beautiful. She cared about everyone she met and would help anyone that needed help. She would let that sparkle show to anyone who wanted to know. She was my Best-Friend. My sister. My other half. I loved her but now she was gone.
She had left me but was it on purpose?
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A Lost Soul...
Teen FictionShe was my best friend. She was my sister but worst of all she was my other half. She's now gone. Taken to early but did she want to leave me?
