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The Victim 44| confessions
N I N AStill, two years earlierI knew that anything I'd say, no one would listen but I got up the stage- not before seeing her picture on the poster. "Hi everybody," I smile a tight smile once I'm able to speak on the mic. "I know a lot of people knew me for hating Sarah- but I truly, truly never hated her,"Truth is, I was jealous of her. I wanted to be just like her. In every way shape of form. Almost nobody knew we were sister's because of how we butt heads millions of times but that was mostly because of me. Right, lies. It was always my fault. I was the one who had problems- I envied everything she did. Even how she looked- although a lot of people could actually see we resembled each other- that still wasn't enough for me. She had the purest heart, all she had was happiness and when she lost it, she'd get it back."She was everything I wanted to be. I looked up to her- even with us being basically twins- she was more intelligent, had a greater heart. Everybody loved her.The d
The Victim 45| entries
S E R I N EYes, two years earlier Dear DiaryInstead of writing a letter you'll never receive, why can't I just write into this book I haven't written in since I was- what, 14?Yes exactly. Today makes it another day that I haven't spoken or seen her. It's been tough. I thought it gets easier once you've let them go but man was I wrong. Everyday without her is just a reminder that she's never coming back and it hurts. It really does. My dad, another person I've continued to pray for even though the doctors saw no hope. It's been a couple of months now, it get harder and harder. Losing Sarah and losing my dad? Have mercy on me, please, dear God. I don't think I could take any more deaths in my life. In the midst of her death, Sarah's, I promised her that I would be happy. I'd do justice for the life she herself, left for me. It was sure harder than it seemed because there was still a load on my shoulders. That I can't seem to get rid off. I've considered therapy. Thought about it
The Victim 46| dreams
D A R E KI heard it.It was like she was here, right next to me. Her laugh echoed, her eyes twinkling as I watch her joyful self. It made me happy- so happy that I had put that smile on her face. That I was the one who made her laugh. I admired every feature; her dark skin looked perfect with her light ginger colored hair. Her big eyes- were perfectly made, the lights, lighting them up even more. She was surreal. She looked absolutely out of this world- I meant it what I was saying. Her Amber orbs making contact with mine.Beauty.She was the epitome of beauty. Her face was small, she bit her pink bottom lip, tucking it under her teeth before releasing it. Smiling to reveal her sparkly white teeth. She was like a doll. A real life doll. She hit her knee, throwing her head back, still laughing. I was too admired by her beauty to even remember what I had said to make her laugh like that.Her curvy figure stood up. "Y- you-" She struggles as she continues to silent laugh. "Oh my gosh I
The Victim 47| refreshing
S E R I N EFinally two years laterLife.My life.Life was treating me much better. But I still missed her, every time the sun was out, I saw her. It reminded me of her. It was like it was her- she was that sunshine. Summer had even become my favorite season because I'd wait for the sun to come out. The sun was now the best friend I could never reach.It made sense right? Right. The first few weeks without her were so gloomy. It was like everyone around me was in their own dark universe. Everyone had to cope with it in their own way- it took us all individually a long time. Six months felt like 6 days, literally. Time was going so fast but it felt like it was going- painfully slow. I've never wished death upon anyone, anyone but it felt good to know that I was safe. Denzil was no longer a living human being. He was gone and deceased. He was no longer haunting me. It's like his death was a breathe of fresh air- I knew how someone could easily twist my words and make it seem like I
The Victim 48| love is in the air
S E R I N EBeing as aggressive as I always am, "Angelo, I swear I will cut your balls off if you don't give me back my chips,"I was willing to kill for chips. Especially, Pringles. They had become my latest addiction since the beginning of this year, which was literally a few days ago. "Yeah right," he smiles at me revealing his dimples- that just adds onto his beautiful face. "Are you-" I furrow my brows, clearing my throat to say this louder. "Are you testing me? Me? Serine Santana Williams?""Is there anybody else in the room?" I squint my eyes but refuse to be blew off by what he said. Playing his game, I look at him dead in the eyes. "Perhaps you're talking to a polar opposite of me?""I don't think I've met an opposite of you, because you're pretty much like every girl I know,""Ooh, I think he got you there, sweetie," I bite my tongue. "Nana," I almost glare at her. "You're supposed to be on my side,""I'm always on the winning side," she shrugs with an innocent smile- eati
The Victim 49| black clothing
S E R I N EI burst out laughing at a joke Nina had just told."How the fuck-""Don't ask me anything, no questions. I literally saw that joke on Google," I blink, snorting once again. "Girl please take it easy on us next time," Vine manages to utter, as she holds a hand on her belly.You know that moment where someone cracks a joke and you're literally eating- fuck eating, I was drinking. Drinking! I was suffering. Drinking while laughing was the most bittersweet thing ever. It was the most evilest- pure evil. How your trying not to laugh and there's liquid in your mouth.Your afraid of talking, or spitting out all that liquid. I had to force myself to calm down and move away from them before I would choke.Something's just tickled your funny bone more than it was actually supposed to. I start to realize if Nina wasn't such a bitch in the past, she would've been so much closer to her sister , to her brother and even us. Even though it was a little to late for her to show that to Sara
The Victim 50| familiar faces
S E R I N EI couldn't believe what I seeing.Was I hallucinating? A circle was formed around us already and I was speechless at the sight in front me. My body radiated with anger, anger towards him.How dare he?I hadn't seen him in over a year and now he was here? For what?The music boomed through the speakers of my car, enough for me and maybe some others to hear. My hands tightly gripped the wheel tenaciously, so hard my knuckles turned white. The window was rolled down as the warm air fanned my skin each time my wheels moved.The audacity, to even look at me in the face after everything he had done. A part of me had a something inside of me saying he did know I was there. He knew it was me, he knew where I was.I blink.Fuck if he knew then he definitely was the person I felt staring. Damn it. I hear a police siren and from a glance at my mirror, it was confirmed when I spotted a traffic van right behind me. The blue lights were on and I groaned.The road was pretty much empty
The Victim 51| hell
S E R I N E"You? What are you doing here?""Well hello to you to,""So you saw it was me,""I mean you definitely look older now,""No I do not,""Yes,""No,""Yes,""No,""Yes""Are we seriously gonna do this?" I scoff. "How the hell are you even working for the FBI?" I add."First of all, we were already doing it," I roll my eyes.Okay, smart ass. "And second," the interesting part. "I worked very hard for my position-""Okay, okay, I get it. Almost everybody works hard to get where they want to be. Trust me, you don't have to give the whole speech.""I wasn't going to give you the speech, you just cut me off,"Fucking hell. "Has anybody told you how annoying you are?""Nope," he shrugs and I squint my eyes at him. "You're the only one who gets easily irritated. So it's safe to say you're an easy target."Everybody! You have sort of met this person before.>
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