50 Ways to Survive

50 Ways to Survive

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"You're jealous." Hailey spat. Those words... they were all too familiar. "You've spent the last four years keeping me to yourself and I'm tired of it! Has it ever occurred to you that I want to spend time with other people? That I don't want to be 'one of the twins' for the rest of my life? But you wouldn't know that. And even if you did you wouldn't care. Because you're just selfish and antisocial and annoying!" "Hailey." I pleaded, my eyes welling up with tears. "You really are a freak, you know that?" She said in a sickly calm tone, turning away from me. She pushed open the door and walked back into the cafeteria. Away from me. Away from the freak.
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*FOUR YEARS LATER* SNEAK PEEK: After not eating for almost a week for Juliet, Max looked at food with disgust . "I'll should grab a tray so Mom won't get mad, then just give it to Ryan." Max thought. "After all, he haven't been smiling lately." Max grabbed a plate and stacked dessert after dessert for Ryan, then walked back to their dorm. The dorm door was lock when Max got there. "Ryan! Open the door, my hands are full!" Max yelled. No response. "Ry?" Max asked, more concerned. "Ah ha!" Max whispered. Max remembered putting a key above the door frame just in case he got locked out. When Max unlocked the door, he dropped the plate, breaking it and causing food to fly everywhere. "Ryan!" Tears build up in Max's eyes as he saw Ryan passed out in a pool of his own blood. "Help! SOMEONE CALL 911!!!" Max screamed, heartbroken at the top of his lungs. Max could barely see through the blurryness of his tears, but the word written in blood on Ryan's arm was unmistakable: "ISAAC" (PG13)

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