The Day Everything Got Taken Away From Me.

Discussion in 'Fan Fiction' started by MikalaMariee, Jul 17, 2012.

  1. There wasn't a day that went by where I didn't miss her, think of her. Feel the memory of her surrounding me, cloaking me, suffocating me. I remember what happened to her as if it were yesterday, although I wouldn't know, I've lost track of everything including time as I am continuously sinking into my hungry depression.

    She was there, looking at me with such joy and innocence in her eyes. We were on our way to pick up our little brother. Little did we both know that in exactly four minutes we'd both have to be carefully extracted out of the smoldering metal wreckage the car we shared would soon be.

    It happened like that, before we turned the corner that revealed the daycare our brother was currently in, a drunken man slammed into us. On her side, the reason why she didn't survive the crash.

    Just like that, my beautiful twin sister was ripped from the hands of life, given no choice because no one ever is. What made it even worse was that our brother had seen the whole thing, playing outside in the yard with the other three year olds.

    It didn't matter that it was I who should have been the one to die, because I was the one who did everything wrong while she did everything right. She had been accepted into Yale for Christ sakes, and I didn't even apply to college.

    Although we were identical, she was the one who had true innocent beauty, she did things for others because she wanted to, she cried when that dog abuse commercial came on, she was everything I wasn't. Yet she was the one God chose to die.

    It was like he took away my life to.
     
  2. Awwwwww that's so sad:(
     
  3. Awk that's really sad 
     
  4. This is sad and it makes me think of my worst fear,I have an identical twin and that's my worst fear is losin her.

    Update.
     
  5. REMINDER
    This story is not a true story
    Although it may seem like so,
    I do have a twin sister though
    But we are fraternal and I'm
    The 4.0 GPA one, school
    Just isn't her thing,
    Art is and she makes beautiful art as well! 
     
  6. I'm currently writing the update! Thanks for the feedback as well! 
     
  7. I want an identical twin sooooo bad… but not if she dies:(
     
  8. Identical twins are fun.

    I am one and we trick every teacher and switch classes it's so fun
     
  9. *Sorry, I often lose my Internet due to my crappy connection. So even if I have an update prepared, and I say I will post by a certain time, date, etc. I may not be able to, because of my rather offensively moody Internet. Sometimes I truly believe it hates me. Like as I type this little bit for you guys, it's 8:03 PM on July 17, and I have no Internet connection. Blahhh. Maybe I will type a bunch right now then update mass volumes of the story so I don't bring on a wave of irate hungry readers upon myself. 

    -{installment no. 1}

    It was easy not to realize certain things until after you needed to, like for months after her death I was numb inside, during this time I let everything go. Which caused my relationship with my boyfriend Nial to slowly crumble, he truly tried his best to get through to me, but there's only a number of times someone can take rejection.

    The only good thing that happened in those months was I realized how quickly my fake friends faded away, and who my true friends were; Liam, Dela, and Ryan. They were all I needed to break the dreaded routine I had created for myself.

    But when I was alone, nothing could stop the guilt that ate my insides raw. It came to the point that I shut out everything that reminded myself of her. Everything but music, this I consistently drowned myself in. The pounding of the bass helped distract me from the cry of my broken heart, for a while that is...

    Then the guilt and "What Ifs" followed;
    "What if we chose to pick him up earlier?"
    Nikohl was studying and I was on my daily run.
    "What if we took a different route?"
    That was the only way, all the other ways were coincidently under construction.
    "What if mom picked him up after work?"
    She works till 9:00 pm and the daycare closes at 7:00 pm.
    As many what's ifs ran through my head, I had to face the fact that it didn't matter, what happened happened and I couldn't change it, although I'd give anything too. Id give anything to even just switch it to her driving and myself in the passenger seat. Fruitless thoughts lead me no where, no matter how much I wish and pray...it just doesn't work.
    {8:39 PM still no dang internet connection..}
     
  10. I have a sister that looks a lot like me… tons of people ask if we're twins I wish…
     
  11. I was actually born as a triplet, Ashton and I survived although I had to be put in a oxygen bed for two weeks, our other sister was stillborn.
     
  12. Bump. Updating soon!
     
  13. I'm afraid to get pregnant cause I might have twins cause I'm a twin my moms a twin and cousin is a twin and grandma is a twin and I'm afraid they will be still connected or one will be dead,if I do have twins


    Bump!
     
  14. I lost connection last night!! 
    So I'll be updating by noon hopefully.
     
  15. Finally a new update, lmao.

    -{Installment 2}

    It had been exactly four months since her death, and only a month of school left to go. I was wandering the hallways of Grant Senior High, blatantly ignoring Nikohls memorial that stood in the middle of the student lounge. Thousands of balloons surrounded a huge portrait sized picture of both Nikohl and I, it was from this years homecoming. Tons of cards, various stuffed animals, and flowers were arranged prettily beneath the picture, it was like a shrine to Nikohl. She would have been the valedictorian after all.

    Many people in the hallway sent me sympathetic smiles, I ignored them. I was sick of sympathy.

    "Ayee Nicholette!" I turn to see Liam and Dela approaching me. Thank God. I'm not up to talking to Nial today.

    "Hey." I force a smile and stop to wait for them.

    "No faking hun, smile real or don't smile at all." Liam reprimanded me, swinging his arm over both Dela and my shoulders.

    "Shush it." I stick my tongue out at him in defiance.

    "Stick that thing out at me again and I'll cut it off." he teased.

    I wrinkle my nose and shake my head.

    "So now that your guys daily banter is over, why don't we talk about prom." Dela gushed, her eyes holding something akin to lust in them. She's lusting over prom?

    "No thanks." I quickly dismiss the thought, it wouldn't be the same if Nikohl weren't here to gush over dress types with Dela.