untittled

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how can you go back to living the life you had when it was turned upside down, trampled on andcrushed? the answeris that you can't. no matter how hard you try. this is my story. the story of a girl who lost everything and still kept fighting. until she

couldn't fight any more.

flashback (2 years ago)

I was lying in bed trying to go to sleep. i sat straight up in my bed and gasped. i had had the

weirdest nightmare in the history of dreams. CRASH. what the... i slipped out of bed and made

my way down the hallway. all i could hear was the echoing of my feet hitting the floor. The

living room light was turned on.... this early in the morning. that never happens. my heart started

to beat faster and faster, I had this horrible feeling in my gut. must have been from the nightmare.

I shook it off. i got a sharp pain in my stomach. i look down and see red on my white tank-top.

i lift up my shirt and see three big holes in my stomach. how did they get there. i scream. i start

to panick.

"hello" I yelled. it sounded way louder than it should've I thought..... why is that? my radio.

my radio should've been on.... and my sister s radios.. we always sleep with it on; we never go to

sleep without music. I walk faster to my sisters room. They have a conjoined room. You can get

into abigail s room from a secret door in her room. It s in the back of the closet. Annamarie s

room was pink... it matched her personality perfectly. Abigail s room was all different colors.

Red, blue, green, purple. It was like her own personal rainbow. I start to open the door. It has

flowers on it from when we drew on it in like kindergarten. Me and my sisters used to be so

close. Well it was bound to happen, I mean are triplets. I was the youngest... of course. By ten

minutes. Annamarie is exactly in the middle. She was born ten minute after me and Abigail was

bor ten minutes after her. I turn the knob and it wont turn. the doors locked. weird she never

locks it. I take the long way around and go in through Abigail s room. Flick on her light and

shout:

GET UP . I NEED YOU she did nothing. I shrugged and climbed though

the mess in her closet. Annamarie's room was way tidier than when I had last seen it. Which was

like 2 hours ago. Since when does Annamarie clean her room like this.... it's even dusted.

wow?!?

"Anna" I SOB "Anna wake up"

I walk over to her bed her back is turned away from the door. I tapp on her shoulder. Nothing.

"Anna" I say more loudly. This time I roll her over towards me so she doesn t fall of the bed.

"ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh". I scream. And guess what I end up falling off the bed instead of her. I get

back up and look at Anna. tears fall down my face as I check for a pulse, nothing.

"no no no no." I repeat over and over in my head. anna wake up. I yell at her as I start CPR. Calm

down. Breath. Simple thoughts. Count. One two three four five. Two breaths. One two three four

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