Hello, my wonderful people! I have made a new pact to upload every Thursday. I shall do my best to keep up with this new adjustment.

Also, my name has changed to CupKate Sweets!

Anger.

Hatred.

Sadness.

Bitterness.

Resentment.

I hear harsh words,

Those driven by these things,

All pack together like an animal herds.

I always wonder why it is the pain that they bring.

What do these horrible feelings accomplish in life?

They just push people further apart.

They bring about hidden strife.

They break my heart.

Catastrophe.

Fearfulness.

Timidness.

Disaster.

"Why stop us?

Why end our curiosity?"

I ask these feelings, cautious.

"Because, my dear," It started in ferocity

"You are us and we are you. Live without us, I dare.

For who's face in the mirror would your eyes rest upon and stare?

Look me in the eyes and tell me that you care.

For the one in the mirror is you, correct?

So straighten your back, stand erect.

Why do you ask us how we are you?

Why do we bring these feelings?

Why for catastrophic construe!

All games, my underlings.

Now, I ask of you…

Who is in control?

Is it me, true?"

The feeling answered.

Well, had I not asked this,

Had I never, ever, ever heard;

I would not understand who I am today.

These questions I will forever rest at bay.

I had chosen to lock, cage them within,

My heart is now forever chained,

With those feelings now in a bin.

In my heart it has remained,

Never, ever to escape.

Forevermore.

But is it true?

I now ask of thee.

Should I allow these feelings free?

For there will be a great, great fee,

But is it worth it, my heart to flee?

I thought of all my heart's desire

Burning so very brightly,

Flames like a fire.

I took my heart's key,

And as I had answered myself,

I thought of all the good things

In my life, which I had thought was hell.

Not the anesthetic things only mere less those brings,

But in retrospective all those wonderful emotions,

Those that certainly tugged on my heart's strings.

I pressed the key and thought with notions

Before deciding untimely,

Without haste.

Since surely,

Time not to waste,

I finally unlocked my heart,

Allowing my emotions to run free,

It was without a doubt a wondrous part.

Now I can see the answer,

Clear as day.

The lure,

I lay.

For emotions

Are good notions,

I can finally now see.

All the joy it has gone to bring.

And now I ask myself, who will I be?

Then again, why should I answer that thing?

Life is short. I need not know.

So, with love,

I bestow.

These words

No. These feelings.

They will surely be heard.

I bring healings.

Love.

Cheer.

Friends.

Happiness.

Joyousness.

I shall never forget these.

This I can only hope,

Will be heard.

~~~Autumn P.O.V~~~

Dear Diary,

I have been reading up on mutations and recombinant DNA; you know, all of that stuff that Ash would call sciency bullshit. The doctors are all astounded. They have no idea how a human could "mutate" to conditions while in a coma. It is very strange. They ran a few blood tests the other day and found an odd cell appearing throughout the blood. It was some silvery white cell. It glowed; so much in fact that her blood glows. I am worried. What if some secret government agency takes her or something. It terrifies me; the thought that I may lose my sister.

Ash has been pacing nonstop for an hour and eighteen minutes. I can't help but feel bad for her, she did say some horrible things to Kathy before she was thrown into a coma.

Mom and Dad arrived home about an hour ago, and upon hearing the news, they left to the hospital immediately. I asked the doctors not to say anything to them about her "condition", there is no need to worry them even more after all. If things go well, they may never have to know, but that is unlikely. They are going to find out someday.

I talked to Colin and Devin about it. They tried to reassure me that I was doing things right, but I am not sure if I think that what I did was the right thing to do. What exactly is the right thing to do in this situation?

Speaking of Colin and Devin… I think I may have feelings for them. It is strange, I know. How could I have feelings for Devin, the brother of the boy who tried to ruin my sister's life? I hate myself for it, but he has shown only kindness to Katherine, Ash, and I. He even apologized for his brother's actions. Now, Colin on the other hand, I feel like I like him just as much, but what can I say, except for… he's boring. I like him, but things between us have quieted down too much.

Anyways, I just hope that she'll be alright.

Sincerely,

Autumn

I closed my eyes, sighing as the annoying stomps encircled my ears, taunting and annoying them. "Ashley, could you please stop pacing? It is getting very annoying." I said, repositioning myself so that I could sit in the chair more comfortably. Our large living room was somber and lonely without our sister, who would usually play our baby grand piano whenever she could… or just to get out of chores. When she was in here, but not not playing piano, she was usually on her laptop or watching television. In the winters, she'd sit in front of the fireplace and drink hot cocoa, curling up with our cat, Addison. Said cat was currently pawing at my leg, looking up at me with bright, greenish gold eyes. I bent down, picking up the black and white cat. Bringing her to my lap, I started to pet her. She immediately started to purr, but she didn't rub her face upon me like she would for Kat.

"I'll stop pacing once I find out what is wrong with my sister!" Ash yelled, giving me an angry look.

"Our sister!" I shouted, livid. "Look, I can see that you are upset, but you have to calm down. Kat wouldn't want you to be so distraught. If she saw you right now, she'd surely call an asylum!" I yelled as I got up, jabbing my pointer finger at her as our argument got heated.
"Shut up! Don't tell me what to do!" Ash angrily spat back just as two familiar people walked in.

"Ashley! Autumn! Stop this! You are supposed to support each other in times like these! This isn't right… No one would like for you both to argue like this." I looked over quickly to see a middle aged woman, her eyes filled with liquid diamonds, trailing down her face. Her face was contorted into an expression of pain and suffering, sadness and turmoil.

"Mom, I-" I started as she pushed her short, pixie cut, reddish brown hair out of her face.

"No! I don't want to hear it! Don't you dare start with me, young lady!" She said sternly, although it was more pathetic than she had hoped for, since her face was stained by hot, wet tear streaks. I looked into her peridot eyes, searching them for any signs of anger. I was only greeted with great sorrow.

"I'm sorry." Ash and I said at the same time.

"You two better be." Dad said, his stern expression showing no mercy, his dark chocolatey nearly black eyes stared at us without an ounce of compassion. "You shouldn't make your mother cry." He said, walking up to the crying lady, wrapping an arm around her shoulders as his face softened. Mom looked up, hopeful for the first time that day.

"John…" She murmured, leaning into his chest.

"Come on, Gail… Let's go to bed. It's been a long day, I'm sure the girls can work out their anger on their own. If not, I would be very disappointed." Dad said, a hint of warning in his tone. The two then left the room and want towards their bedroom, leaving us two girls left behind, speechless.

"Come on, Ash." I said, grabbing my keys for the second time that night. "Let's go for a ride."

This was a bit of a filler-chapter, I know. I will be writing a continuation of this soon.

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Lots of Love and Friendship!

~Kat!