I didn’t know what had got into me?! I was fighting back tears, staring at my sweet sister, who deep down I really loved. We had a couple of fights before but this was a hundred times worse. I regretted every word as soon as they slipped out of my unvirtuous mouth.
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That night didn’t end well at all. All of Dezzy’s mates went home, calling her names and saying how rubbish her non-existent party was. They can’t expect to just go round to people’s houses and party, whilst destroying the homes people have to live in, may I add. I mean I don’t know much about it, but I am pretty sure there are these things could disco and clubs in London for that!
Anyway, Lucy went home that night. She rang her Mum to drive her home and she was gone. Just like that. She said it wasn’t my fault, and I believed her. She’s really sensitive, and I can understand because of that horrible comment Dez said.
But the thing is, I really needed her that night. With the big argument between me and my sister, I really thought she would be there for me, to comfort me and cheer me up. Instead I spent the night crying myself to sleep, after everyone had left and it was just me and my sisters at home. It made me think that I didn’t really have anyone. I didn’t have a really close best friend any more. I felt alone with no one to talk to, with no one to help me through this nightmare.
I couldn’t face my sister then, and thinking back, if I had spoken to her, apologised at the least, maybe things would have turned out differently. But no. It was all the same.
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Reviving Faith
General Fiction'My name is Faith, but people call be Fay. I live with my little sister, my crazy older sister, and my Mum. Yes, no boys around the house, is what you would think. Life is tough at times, and sometimes you just lose the will to live. But the best bi...
