~Losing a friend is terrible. Losing a family member is heart-breaking. But losing your twin, that is unbearable. ~ There are certain circumstances pushed upon a person that can easily change their life forever. Death is one of those awful tragedies that leaves someone swimming around helplessly in a pool of sorrow and grief. My twin sister died in a car accident, her name was Bella-May. I was lying next to her inside the wrecked car as her body was drained of life, whilst mine stayed alive and present. You can imagine how badly that affected me, and my entire world as I knew it was sent spiralling in a downwards direction. Out of the good of my parents' hearts, they decided that a change of scenery would be great for the healing process. So, they revealed that we were moving away from my sister and towards a new country. England, to be exact. They hoped that the people and lifestyle there would distract me from my grief, which I highly doubted at first. Eventually, I started to get along with the people living over there: a kind old couple, a pair of good looking twins and many other soon-to-be friends. I actually started enjoying my life, and we went on many new adventures together as a group. My life after her death was actually happy, despite my initial thoughts. We travelled through ups and downs together, and I gained new friends for life. This is my story; my story after the death of Bella-May. ~~~~~~~~~~ A/N: This book is entirely fictitious, created by my own ideas and imagination. Any relevance to people, places or events in real life is purely coincidental and in no ways factual or true. Thank you for understanding.