There was once two sisters. One older, one younger. The older one never truly wanted to be around the younger sister, but the younger sister wanted to do anything and everything to get her older sister's attention. She copied her, she idolized her, and she acted like her.
Years later, the older sister opened up to the younger sister day by day, thing by thing, until they were best friends to each other. They shared many thoughts and experiences, and they both promised that no matter what, they will always have each other's back.
Yet, as the years went on and the sisters got older, the older sister opened her eyes and saw something. It was a blue rose, so breathtakingly beauty in the eyes of the older sister.
The younger sister felt slightly annoyed at being pushed aside so quickly for this blue rose, but she kept her spirits high and acted it out. She supported her sister in the choice of pursuing after this certain rose.
But, these two sisters had parents. These parents did not like these known blue roses because they drew in young girls and then betrayed them with their beauty. So, these parents told the older sister that she was not to pick the blue rose, or even go see it everyday or any day.
The young sister was torn. She understood her parents' decision, but she loved her sister. She sympathized with both parties, but it wore her down and down for she was still only a child.
One day, the older sister decides she will see this blue rose anyways. She only tells her younger sister, and the younger sister gladly helps her. She watches her parents sleep as her sister is gone, every noise making her jump in fear that her sister would be caught seeing this blue rose.
But, after weeks and weeks of seeing this blue rose, the older sister has become so addicted that she isn't as careful. The mother found a petal in the older sister's bed, and knew instantly what her daughter was doing for it was the bluest of blue petals.
By now the two sisters were in trouble. The younger sister was forgiven much easily, for she was still torn between the two and was again, only a child. But, the older sister became defiant and developed an attitude, the side effects of not seeing the rose.
The older sister torn the family apart, to the point their whole family of mother, father, three daughters and two brothers were angry at each other. But most of the time the anger was directed at the older sister that saw the rose.
She only added pepper to the brewing storm with her comments and continual defiance.
So, one day, the young sister and older sister got in a spat over a small thing. The younger sister tried to act calm like her mother and reasonable like her father, but she couldn't help but curse her sister. Her sister fired back her own curse, and went on with her dreaming of the blue rose. But by now, the younger sister only saw a black rose in the place of the blue rose, for it's true colors was only seen by her and her family; not the bewitched older sister.
The mother tried to convince her to stop, to act respectfully, but the older sister protested in the evilest of ways. She cursed her mother, telling her that she never loved her, and she was annoyed by her. Hurt, the mother did not reply, but went to reach forward.
Witnessing all of it, the younger sister was trembling with anger towards her sister. Her oldest sister was fuming, wishing to pull her bewitched sister aside to talk reason in her. But in her anger, the bewitched sister fled.
Leaving everyone behind, not even thinking a second thought about her younger sister who had been there for her.
The younger sister consulted her mother and oldest sister, but often turned to glance in the mirror as she did so. She did not see the child that she truly was, but instead a young woman who grew up far too fast.
She did not feel like the younger sister anymore.
She didn't feel like a sister anymore.
*A black rose, often symbolizing the death of a relationship*
