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chapter one: overview
IT WAS EXACTLY a week after my sister's disappearance that I began to notice things. They were small at first; A red balloon here and there, instances in which I thought I saw my sister, and even the occasional laugh from no one in particular. I pondered on the cause of this for a short time before my first encounter with IT.
You'd think that since we were twins(even if we were superfecundation twins) we'd be inseparable and each other's best friend but, things were different between Mel and I. It wasn't like that when we were younger, of course. Some of the earliest memories I had of her consisted of us laughing and running around the house, playing tag before finally settling down in the blanket fort we made in our shared room. We would sit there for hours making tiny paper crowns and then we'd attach strings so that they'd stay on our heads as we sat and drank water from pink, plastic tea cups. We used to have the best of times but, I guess we just grew apart. She grew into this unique, smart, pretty, independent 14-year old that never once had to wear makeup to be beautiful. Even when she got that pixie haircut last summer, I thought she looked absolutely beautiful. She had her own group of friends- the losers- who all hated me; including her. She hated me for many of the same reasons I hate myself for. I loved her with all of my heart and I hated seeing her so sad and depressed all the time. I hated I was part of the reason she was this way. I hated not seeing her smile anymore- at least not her real one. This all sounds so confusing because you don't even know what I did yet but, we'll get to that. Bear with me.
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short, i know. the next chapter will be longer. pinky promise
