Scared of the Dark

Identical

As she slowly crawled back into the house, she took a few steps before collapsing into tears. I didn't blame her. Trust is a fragile thing, and so is ones heart. So I can only imagine what having both of them snapped at once, and having everyone watching as it happened. I kept this in mind as I held her. She let go of me and let out a shuddering sigh. she wiped the tears from her eyes. "Don't worry. You're okay now.Cmon, get up." I said, referring to her sitting on the ground. I held out my hand and pulled her up. We sat on the bed silently. "I'm sorry," she said. "That was uncalled for and selfish and I shouldn't ha-" "Cassy, it's okay. I get it. Lets just forget this happened." "Forget what happened?" She said, with her silly smile back again. I peered out the window. I hadn't even noticed the pouring rain until now. I was laid back on the bed. I tried to erase this memory from my mind, but since it had just happened it wasn't possible at the moment. The only sound in the house was the breeze from the window and the sound of out breathing. Hers was shallow at first but was gaining stability with every breath."One sec." I said as I got up and left the room. My legs and arms felt heavy as I ventured to my room across the hall. I got my phone and a pair of headphones, and you can only assume that I hooked them to my phone and we shared music on the bed for awhile, merely enjoying each other's presence and the meanings of the lyrics and the beats drumming through our heads. It remained this was until we had shuffled through all the good songs and we were pretty sure our ears were bleeding from how loud the music was playing. A wild idea entered my mind as we laid on the bed once more. Something I knew would cheer her up, since it has since we wee little.
"Cassy, do you want to go shopping?"

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"Cmon, lets go in here!" Cassidy called
"Why?"
"There's a sale!"
"Coming!"
I followed my sister into a store I had never been to before. I guess it was closing down, because everything was 70% off. Before I had even taken a breath in the store my sister had handed me something. "Alice, try this on. I feel like it would look amazing on you, and it is totally your style." she said as she handed me the nightgown. Not questioning her, I went and tried it on to find her theory correct;it looked amazing on me. It seemed vaguely familiar when I looked down on the nightgown in the dressing room. I shrugged it off and ended up buying it while my shopahol- I mean my sister continued to search for clothes that suited her style. I wandered aimlessly throughout the store, not aiming on buying anything else. The nightgown seemed to be the only tasteful piece of clothing in the store. No wonder it was closing down...
After a short eternity of me flipping through racks of outdated clothing, I hade some how made my was to the back of the store where tall mirrors stood. As I fixed my hair, I couldn't help but notice something odd. Usually when you look in a mirror, you would raise you left arm and your reflection would raise its right arm. But this mirror rose the same arm as me. Startled, I shook my head and blinked a few times and the strange effect had gone. I tried to suppress the odd thought to the back of my mind but it stayed right in the front until I was distracted by Cassidy telling me she was heading to the next store. I followed her to a store who's overall theme seemed like it was designed by a teen obsessed with tumblr. So I loved it. I walked around gawking at cat leggings and Galaxy print sweaters and clothes from my favorite fandoms. I found a blue beanie with eyes on the fold. When I first laid eyes on it, I could swear the eyes moved, and I did a double take. When I looked back, the eye were still as any fabric would be on a manikin or sitting on store shelves. I shook it off, maybe I just didn't get enough sleep last night. I got the beanie, and by the time I had purchased it I saw Cassidy coming out of the home goods store with a medium sized box in her arms and a big grin on her face. She was speed walking towards me obviously eager to show me whatever was in the box. "Ally! Look! This is perfect for the little table in the hall!" She proclaimed, proceeding to open the box, revealing a beautiful vase. She went on and on about how perfect it was the whole way home, and I couldn't help but admit it was pretty. But that means flowers and caring for flowers. Which means work. stop being so lazy, I thought. let her have joy in something at least once today. The bad memories of a mere two hours ago rushed through my mind like a river and my I fought to seal a dam. It eventually wandered from my mind and I forgot about it. when we got home, we placed the case on the table and realized suddenly that we had no flowers to put in the vase. I remembered having some really nice plastic purple ones in the closet, so we put those in there, and it looked really nice. After eating leftovers from yesterday for lunch/dinner (around 4:00) I changed into pjs; I had left my new night gown by the entrance. After eating and changing me and my sister ended up sitting on the couch in the living room. "So.." I said. "So.." she replied in the same monotone. we spent a while in silence when Cassidy finally spoke. "Can I read your dream journal?"
"Huh? My dream journal?"
"Yeah. I've always wondered what goes in that little book every morning"
I contemplated showing her the book. There could be some really personal things in dreams...ah, the heck with it. This is my sister, not my mom. "Sure"i replied.
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"Woah! You had a dream where you fought off creepy rag dolls!?"
"Yeah, I guess. I remember that one was freaky."
After reading intently through all but last night's entry, she paused and looked up at me. "You sure have some freaky dreams, sis." she read through mine entry from just last night, and her eyes kept widening. When she was done, she ran out of the room with the book. "Cassy! Cassy, where are you running off to?" She walked right out side the door, and held up my sketch of a vase that must have been from my dream, and compared it to the base in the hall. They actually were sort of simila- wait, where is she off too now?She ran into to the entrance and pulled out the bag with the clothes from today in it. She ruffled through it. "Cassy what are yo-" I was cut off by my own shock. she held up my new night gown and the sketch I had made from the dream. They were next to identical!