When You Were Gone

When You Were Gone

  • WpView
    Reads 13
  • WpVote
    Votes 2
  • WpPart
    Parts 2
WpMetadataReadOngoing5m
WpMetadataNoticeLast published Fri, Dec 9, 2016
Everyone in the world is born with a twin. One is good, one is evil. The evil are put in a confined territory, while the good live freely. My name is Elizabeth Jones and my twin died at birth. The Government tried their best to determine if I was good or evil, and placed me in a certain territory. They chose wrong.
All Rights Reserved
#595
generalfiction
WpChevronRight
Join the largest storytelling communityGet personalized story recommendations, save your favourites to your library, and comment and vote to grow your community.
Illustration

You may also like

  • Drowning  [COMPLETED]
  • Give Me A Chance
  • What Is This Feeling Inside?
  • BENEATH HER SHADOW.
  • Lost. Harry Potter's sister
  • My Twin (Completed)
  • 𝑻𝑾𝑰𝑺𝑻𝑬𝑫 𝑳𝑶𝑽𝑬 ; 𝐹𝐸𝑀𝐻𝐴𝑅𝑅𝑌
  • ᴘᴀssɪᴏɴ
  • The Thing About The Andrew Sister
  • Of Veelas And Dragon Tamers

There were two of us. Both drowning in each other's pain. I got lucky and swam up to the top grasping for air. She sank to the bottom and there was nothing I could do for her. She may have drowned but I feel like I did. And now I'm breaking. Because without her why am I even living?

More details
WpActionLinkContent Guidelines