Path-to-Freedom (version 1)

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When I entered, Ailynn entered right behind me.

I turned to look at her and sighed.

We looked so much alike but so different.

She had green eyes while I had brown.

She had light brown hair while I had black.

Her hair was below her shoulder and mine was below my waist.

"Do you have a problem with me?" I asked as softly and nicely as I could.

"Why would I?" She snapped back.

"I don't know. Maybe because ever since I stepped foot into this house, you've been giving me looks and talking to me bitterly."

"I hate you." She said with anger.

I was taken aback. Hate? That's a really strong word.

"You don't even know me." I said confused and... hurt. I don't know why I was hurt but her words hit something within that I didn't know was there.

"No, but I knew you. You were my twin. We spent every waking moment together and then you were gone. I hate you. I know I have no right to and it wasn't your fault, but I do. I hate you. So much. Everytime I look at you, I see my older sister who has left. I spent almost all of my childhood crying for you, I thought you were dead. I thought I lost my sister. But no, you were alive the whole time. You could have done something, said something, ran. Anything! But no, you stayed with him. You left me just to come back and not even remember my name. You see that necklace you're wearing, I have the same exact one but whenever I even see it, I think of you. I thought of you. I couldn't even enjoy the little things in life because I didn't have my other half to enjoy it with me. You took my happiness. When I heard that you were alive, I was so happy, I thought I was gonna get you back but then I saw you, I heard you. You didn't even remember us. Then I hated you. Hate you. I know it wasn't your fault, I know that and I can't blame you for that, but I can hate you, and I do. Everytime mom used to see me, she used to cry because of how much we looked alike, she could barely look at me, much rather hold me. I grew up without a sister and a half a mother. I hate you Brooklynn. I do. I really hate you." Her eyes shined with unshed tears. Her face is a mixture of both anger and sadness. Then she turned around and left, slamming the door behind her.

I just stood there. I couldn't move, I couldn't feel. Looking to the spot where she once stood, I just felt numb.

I can only blame myself.

I sat on the ground with my back against the bed and sighed.

I can only blame myself.

I can only blame myself.

I do blame myself.

Getting up from the ground, I grabbed my purse and carefully opened the door.

Looking around and seeing no one, I went downstairs.

I could still hear them all in the kitchen so I went to the coat hanger and looked into Raelyns jacket pockets to find her car keys.

When I found them, I carefully opened the front door and left.

I got into the car and drove.

I don't know where I'm going, I just know I have nowhere else to go.

I drove and drove until I saw signs the beach was nearing.

When Raelyn had first moved here, the first thing she did was make Mason take her to the beach. She didn't care if it was sunny, rainy or cloudy.