• Chapter 2
    I heard her gasp as I said my name and then she said, "Then your mom is...." I heard her gasp again and then she said, "Then your mom is married to Mr.Kyle Jayson Ronels, the rich company owner." I looked up to her and gave her a cut eye look. I hated my dad. He had been so mean to me and mommy. If I did something wrong he wouldn't just tell me not to do it again, he would slap me, even when I was littler then I am now. He never wanted me, he wanted a boy and when he found out I was a girl he didn't want me to live, and he told mommy that she was giving me away when I was born. But mommy didn't let him. She loved me. She named me after my great aunt Alicen. And she also picked my middle name too because daddy didn't love me and didn't want anything to do with me. So he didn't give me my middle name like he was going to do if I was a boy. "Sorry, you must hate it when people only know you because your his kid." I just nodded my head yes because that was only 1/4 why. "Come, lets get you cleaned up and then ill take you back to your dad." No! I almost screamed. If daddy saw me without mommy and found out she was dead and that it was my flat then daddy would get rid of me and I would have nowhere to go. I shook my head no and made my eyes look really sad, which at the moment, wasn't that hard. I couldn't tell her that he was hurting me. I couldn't tell anyone that. But I did have to go back sometime and daddy was probably already getting worried that something had happened-Well he wouldn't care if something had happened to me just mommy. "You don't want to go back to your dad? Why not?" I couldn't tell her. But at that moment I didn't really care and so I told her what daddy had done to me, and what he would do to me if he knew mommy was dead and that it was my fault. "You don't think that he will hurt you do you. He wont. He loves you. You know that don't you?" I shook my head no. And it was true. The way he acted to me, made me feel like he didn't love me. I mean, slapping someone in the face just because they left the water on in the bathroom, doesn't seem too loving. "Of corse he does. Your his kid. Wont you talk?" I shook my head no again. I couldn't talk to anyone right now. And I was probably going to end up like that when I'm older. For the second time today I looked at Abby. She was looking at me like she didn't care what happened to me. But then her face became nice and caring. She sat down beside me and hugged me. She then whispered into my ear and said, "Hi twin." And then moved away from me and back to her moms side. She gave me a huge smile and looked over to where, the night before me and mommy had been watching the sunset. I looked over to see her going to pick up my stuffed bunny. She brought it to me and gave it to me saying, "This is yours, right?" I nodded my head and took my green stuffed bunny that mommy had given me as a gift for my 3rd birthday. That was 3 years ago. Id never lost this. It was the best thing I had, now that mommy died. Mommy was the nicest person I had ever known. She was kinda like the only person I had known. Daddy, well I never tried to get to know daddy, well he had not aloud it. And then there were the maids, well I wasn't aloud to talk to anyone of them. To daddy it was bad enough that I was a girl and then one day when I had been talking to Ara-a maids daughter-he had seen and fired the maid and kicked her kid out too. I had felt so bad for them. But before they had left, I managed to get them some money from mommy. She had asked daddy for money and he had given it to her without one question. One day I had asked daddy for money and he had slapped me. He had then said that, "When you get older you will get a job and make your own money, un till then, your not getting any money from me. Now get out!" I had left the room crying, and mommy saw me and my tears and cuddled up with me. I started to cry again and then I opened my eyes and saw that Abby was again coming to me. She sat down beside me and whispered in my ear. She said, "Don't cry sis. I know you don't know why I'm calling you sis, but don't worry, you'll find out soon." What did she mean? What was I going to find out? Why was she calling me sis? I mean we did look alike but...we can't be sisters. I have a_I had a different mommy then her. So she can't be my sister. Right? Like she could hear what I was thinking she said, "You'll find out soon. Too soon." And then she stopped hugging me and I had stopped crying. I looked up at her and noticed that she was wearing the same dress I was wearing. She also had on the same shoes. And the same smile as me. She was like a copy of me. Right then and there I remember her calling me her twin. Twin! Twins look alike, and some twins look as if they were copied. Could I be this girls...twin? I looked up at her in shock and she nodded her head yes, like she knew what I had been thinking.