She's NOT My Sister

She's NOT My Sister

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She is so annoying!!! My twin sister Mia. And we are sooo different. I like red, she likes blue. She likes to party, drink, smoke and me? I stay home and study. Study, work hard, and unlike Mia I actually CARE about what college I wanna get into. Now Mia... she always comes home past curfew. She gets into fights, she hangs around in the popular crowd. And... yesterday when I was cleaning our room...yes OUR..we share a room....I found a bottle of beer under her bed. Shame! She cant be my sister...she's NOT my sister. ~ Michelle She thinks she better than me?? Tuh!! Nope!!! Shes jealous of me. Yep!! Im popular....shes....ew. I get invited to parties...she stays home studying....whatever that means. I hooked up with EVERY boy in school (even the nerds) haha!!!! Now what?? Mhm....oh hol up Tiffany is calling me. ~ Mia Mia and Michelle are twin sisters. They are the total oppisite of eachother. They cant stand eachother!!! They cant even be put in the same room for 5 MINUTES and their arguing. Oneday this new guy Taylor moves to their school. They both like him. The Jackson sisters compete for the love of Taylor King. Who will win?? Only one way to find out.
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Siblings

[Completed] There's three of us. Triplets. We all have each other's backs. There's me, Maeve. The one with red eyes. People call me a murder. Satan. Evil. Anything really. All I cared about was not them. Certainly not them. Those people didn't matter to me. What mattered was my other two siblings. Everything I have ever done, was for them. Even if they don't realize it. Even if they think I was the big bad monster. To the world, I was a cold heartless monster but to my siblings? I was loving sister. I was there if one of them have a nightmare. I'm there for them. There's Damien. The oldest out of us. He's the one with white eyes. The one who people who also call Satan and evil and all of that bullshit. You ever wonder if those goddamn bullies got tired of bullying other people? I do. Not the point, stay focused Maeve. What was I saying? Oh right, Damien. He likes cars. Building, tearing them apart, spray painting them, anything about cars. Then there's Angel. Sweet, sweet Angel. She's the youngest out of the group. She has blue eyes, different from us. She's the lucky one, per say. The one who doesn't get bulled. She has the personality like a five year old but we love her to pieces. Me and Damien try to protect her against the evil's of the world. She shouldn't go through that like we did. At least she has a normal childhood, or some part of normal. We didn't have the best childhood growing up. Well, me and Damien didn't. Mother gave Angel the best childhood she ever wanted. Sometimes, only sometimes when she was drunk or whatever with her stupid boyfriend did she punish Angel. That was once every blue moon. She was convinced me and Damien had Satan in us. While Angel, well she thought that Angel was an angel from Heaven. Now, let me stop rambling. This story will be an emotional roller coaster. Especially since we get sent to live with our older half-brothers. Mentions of self-harm, abuse, rape, miscarriage, violence, cursing, suicide attempts.

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