I wasn't sure when was the last time I felt like myself. When I smiled and actually meant it.
We've all had those days when we felt like trash. When we've had to mask our emotions, put on a fake smile and live on with our lives pretending that everything is alright and that we don't feel that hole of sadness.
I have always known that I was different from the people around me. Especially my twin sister, Bella. She was the definition of perfect. I was just... me; Elizabeth, the girl who had my sister's face but none of her qualities. This was made clear to me by my mother from a very young age. The only difference was, I didn't care back then. I had no reason to. I am the way I am and there was nothing that she could do about it.
But my feelings toward this fact changed in high school and towards the end of senior year, I felt like I was nothing more than a hollow clone of my sister.
My sadness left me irritated and angry to the point where my behavior, left me out on the street all alone.
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RomanceI peered slowly outside my window to see her shivering in the cold November winds. I didn't know her but I felt bad for her. What had she done to deserve this? Three weeks ago, I saw her sitting on the corner of the road where there is shade. She...
