This is a story about love, for family, friends and your other half.
My name is Veronica Whales, I'm a normal seventeen year old with a small family, my sister, mum, dad and I.
But I'm not like other teenagers; out partying, drinking, sleeping with people. Well yeah I do some of those things but not all the time.
I like to spend time with my sister.
She isn't ordinary, she's my twin which makes it worse. I love her, and she loves me. But she can't talk, walk or eat. That's right, she's disabled.
Later on I go out to a party, that's when everything turns to complete chaos.
When I was out partying, mum had a call to go do a surgery at the hospital, she's a doctor. Dad was already out truck driving.
We didn't know that she had a brain tumor, and didn't expect it.
That night while everyone was out, my sister Chloe got the worst affects of the tumor. No doctors were there to help her, and get the tumor out and so she went.
It's depressing and so sad that you find out your sister died when you were having fun, and you think it's all your fault. And maybe it was, well mine was anyway.
Later on news spreads around school, and I just couldn't take it anymore. I considered a lot of ways to get away. Suicide, running away, going emo , or get over it.
The funeral comes and I couldn't take it anymore.
While everyone was eating I went to find a knife.
I was so close to going to where my sister was, when a guy stopped me.
He was the guy, my soul mate.