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I walked into English and there was someone sitting in my seat, I couldn't see who it was as their head was resting on the desk, I was going to see who it was when the bell rang. They lifted their head and I gasped as I almost immediately recognised the face.

"Simon." I breathed out. He looked up at me confused, probably because I just said his name and he doesn't recognise me.

"Who are you?"

"Oh, I'm sorry. My names Samantha, I spent a lot of time researching about the accident, I'm sorry that you lost all your family."

"I didn't lose them all. My sister is out there somewhere, I watched her leave. I just have to find her." Shit. He knows that I survived.

"I'm sure she'll come back one day." When I found out Simon survived, there was nothing I wanted more than to find him.

"You don't need to pity me just because my family died and my sister hasn't been seen in the last ten years." He barked at me. "Now leave me alone."

"You're in my seat." He didn't reply instead he rested his head back on the desk. Great now my twin brother hates me.


"Ok, everyone, these next two lessons you will be creating a speech where you tell the rest of the class about your life. They will be presented on Wednesday so if you want to, you can add more at home." Mrs. Walsh announced.

I spent the next two hours planning my speech, I knew what I was going to do. I was finally going to tell my story. My real story.

20/02/20

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