In the beginning there were two of us. Two sisters. Two best friends. Two twins. We are always together, from birth until our pre-adolescence. Our union is always extremely strong. Evelyn knew all my likes and dislikes. She knew my secrets and I knew hers. We never lied to each other. There was no need to lie, since we understood each other very well. We have always helped each other, we have always made plans together for our future.

Our relationship of friendship and brotherhood was something out of the ordinary. Sometimes it was not necessary to say a word, that Evelyn knew what I was feeling. We always wore similar clothes. We were almost physically identical. The only difference was that she had a pint near the nose and I wore my hair always short.

We had so many things planned to do together. So many plans that went down the drain. It was a shock for me to receive the news that the school bus had flipped over. On that fateful day I was sick and could not go on the school trip. Evelyn did not want to go without me, but my mother quarreled with her and said she was not going to throw money away and that at least one of us needed to go.

When she died and I was alone my life started to go wrong. I totally isolated myself, I stopped empathizing with people. I went through a long depressing period and mutilated myself to try to stop feeling my emotional pain. I was never happy with absolutely nothing. I distrusted everyone and could not let people approach me.

And as the years went by, it got worse. I went through all this period of bullying in my high school just because I was considered the odd girl in school. I suffered a lot from that, but it was not the worst part.

I started having amnesia and forgetting some recent events. Sometimes I had mental confusion and I could swear that my thoughts were from other people. I became even more hostile and isolated. I have come to believe that a common event has special and personal meanings for me. My parents said something was wrong and I did not listen to them.

However, one day I started to see Evelyn. She was talking to me. She hugged me. He took care of me. It began when I began to hear his sweet voice. Then I started seeing her and interacting with her. I knew something was wrong, but it did not matter. I had my sister back. But when my parents found out they took me to a psychiatrist and after a few consultations, he told my parents that I was schizophrenic, I was in the last school year, when they put me to go often to a psychiatrist who was talking to me and clogging me of medicines. I never took them properly. I did not want to be healed. I wanted to continue to see Evelyn.

The fact that I was not taking my medication and feeding my madness made my picture worse and my parents took drastic measures. They sent me to an insane asylum in another county. They did not want people to judge my family even more. It's been over six years and I'm still here. Sometimes they come visit me or they call. I had already given up asking to leave. So I just did everything I could to get the doctors to tell me I'm fine and ready to leave.

And it was just that afternoon that they gave me the best news in the world. I was leaving now. I got all the things I had with me. I was just closing my suitcase when my mother came to the door of my room.

She continued exactly as I remembered. Her short blond hair and big green eyes. Some wrinkles appeared on his skin, denouncing his age.

"Emma ..." She whispered my name.

I did not expect a hug, much less I love you, but that's exactly what I got. I tried not to sketch my disgust. I have a problem with people, especially those who invade my personal space. You know I'm still not cured, but the doctors said I was restrained. As long as I followed the treatment at home, which I do not know if I will. I miss Evelyn and even though she's a hallucination in my mind, I still want to talk to her.

"Daughter, I'm so glad you can come home, my love!" My mother Eleanor said very excitedly.

I pulled away from his embrace gently. "Me too." I say dry.

(...)

It was a long way and I was relieved when we finally arrived at the farm. I watched the scenery all the way, refusing to talk to my parents. Things were even more beautiful than I remembered.

I went into my bedroom anxiously. It had been so many years since I'd laid in my bed and was covered in my favorite blanket. It was just the way I had left it, there was only one detail that was not there before. The bars in the window.

"What does that mean?" I asked irritably. "I'm not an animal to live in cage!"

"This is just for your safety," my father said.

"Luke, my love, we're going to let our daughter rest." My mom says pulling my dad out and gave me a smile that does not reciprocate.

I lay down on my bed and tried to go back to sleep. But first I had to take my medicine. I quickly took the same and put it under the mattress. I drank all the water and then I laid down. I do not need a cure.

(...)

When I opened my eyes I smelled of wet earth. I stretched and looked around. I was frightened by the realization that it was not in my room but in a forest. I looked at myself and noticed that I was wearing only a sweater. My bare feet were in direct contact with the earth and vegetation.

"Emma's coming here." I heard her voice and smiled. I looked around and saw Evelyn looking at me. Her blond hair flying because of the wind and her green eyes attentive to me.

"Okay," I agreed.

I ran after Evelyn and listened to her laughter. She told me to try and get her, but it was very fast. Evelyn stopped in front of a sign.

"I got you!" I shout and she laughs with delight, as I jump on top of her and fill her with tickling.

It was then that I heard voices and this time they did not come from my head. I looked at the board and read Seed Ranches. I heard voices from two men and hid behind the plates. He was a red-haired man and a dark-haired man. I continued to stalk, until Evelyn became impatient.

"Do not you want to talk to them?" She questioned me.

I denied it and Evelyn pouted. " But I want"

Evelyn pointed at the two men and I nodded out of the hiding place. Calling the attention of the two men.