"I love you" those words ricocheted around my filled my eyes as I remembered her face loving sweet dead. She is dead. Remembering that will be my biggest challenge. She cannot return. I could have saved her it should of been me. I am a fool.
it was raining. We were walking home from school when it happened. I don't want to think about it but I can't stop.
tears pour down my face. I miss her. I miss my twin sister.
"Hurry up BB we are going to be late" we were running to school after we missed the bus. We had both over slept and by 8:25 we still had to eat breakfast. We were late that morning. It was the last morning we could be late at least the last together.