MeetingOne day I was walking to my house, to see my so called "family", and I knew the second I stepped through the door that I would get my daily beating by my mom and siblings. I forgot to do all the chores before I went to school that morning. Sometimes I wake up late because I usually stay up late til like 3 or 4 am, and I have to wake up at 6 because I need to do everything before I go to school. But I can't make to much noise or else my "mom" will wake up and yell at me, and most likely hit me. This was my daily life. I've cut myself before, made myself bleed, felt unwanted, different, unneeded. I didn't know what to do anymore..
I walked up to my house and got my beating. I didn't fight back, I knew that would only make things worse. After that, I had some scars but I didn't care. I just went to my room and cried to myself. Hours passed. My family fell asleep. Then I thought 'You know what, Ima do it, I can't live like this anymore.'
So, I went up to the roof of my 3-story house and looked down. It was like around 3 am in the morning, everything was so quite..I closed my eyes. I thought of my ex best friend..Trinity.
Why would she do that to me?... Why would she kiss MY boyfriend then think it's OKAY?! Whatever, I don't care. I knew he would cheat on me eventually. After that I dumped him and started ignoring Trinity.
Then, I heard a car. 'Who is awake at 3 am?!' I thought. The car drove into the driveway of the house next to mine. That house has been empty for as long as I can remember. Ever since the other people moved out, no one wanted the house. But I guess this family really liked it.
Why didn't anyone wanna move in? I don't really know. The house itself is very nice. But there have been some rumors going around saying that the house is haunted. I thought that was crazy. I just thought people said that because they didn't want anyone to move into that house. My neighbors don't like new things. They like things to stay the way they are.
Anyways, back to the car, the family stepped out. There was many of them, then I saw a girl around my age. She was about my age, and she looked very pretty. I got down from the roof because I liked meeting new people, so I wanted to say hi.
The only problem with meeting new people is having to bear them leaving you...I've never had one friend ever stay with me. They always leave. They say I'm very negative and they don't like me. They say that they want someone better than me, someone who cares about them. But I did... They say they don't need someone like me in their lives. Well that's fine, even though I need them I'll be fine.
As I got down the girl looked at me and smiled. She had the most beautiful smile. She was wearing a dark red sweater, and black jeans. She walked towards me. She looked very nice.
I walked towards her and almost ran. Finally a girl my age! There were boys around my age but no girls. I was always lonely. But now, there's someone I can talk to! And maybe I can convince her mom to let her go to my school!
"Hello!" she said smiling. Oh my gosh, she was so very kind and nice.
"Hi!" I said. she made me the happiest I've ever been in a long time. Just by looking at her. She made me feel- I don't even know how to explain it! Just very happy!
She invited me into her home and took me to her room. Then I realized something. She looked like exactly like me! How did I not notice this before?! How was this possible?! I just met her!
I stood up and tried slapping myself. Maybe I fell asleep and this is a dream, yea! Nope. This was real. I shook my head. What the heck is happening?! I close my eyes and opened them. I saw myself! I just didn't know what to say...
"Are you okay?" she asked me.
"y-yea.." I responded. "uh- w-what's your name?" I asked her.
"Callie." she said, "what's yours?"
"Phoenix." I said.
She looked shocked at this. "Oh my gosh." she said. "I-It's y-you..." she hugged me.
I was confused. "w-wdym?" I asked her. I didn't know what she was talking about. 'What about me?' I thought. Maybe it had something to do with why she looked like me...
"P-Phoenix...it's me..." she said almost crying. "Do you r-remember me?..." she asked. She looked hopefully, grabbing my hands, hoping I would remember her. Our memories..
But I didn't...I didn't remember her.. "n-no.." I told her, "I-I don't, im sorry..." I felt bad. She was so hopefully, but I didn't remember her...
She started crying...and she was saying something, over and over again. I didn't hear what she was saying at first but when she said it I couldn't believe what I heard...
"M-My o-own t-twin s-sister doesn't r-remember m-me..." she said sobbing...