Evena ran in to her room and cried out loud with her face buried in the pillow. She turned her head to the side and saw the picture of her cousin. When her dad was still alive, when she was in year 4, they had gone to Alaska. To visit her dad's brother, Uncle Jink. She had met her 12-year-old cousin. Her name was Cecily. (Pronounced: Sis-e-ly)
Evena reached out a hand to trace her face. Her beautiful blue-grey eyes were just enough to make Evena jealous. She had unnaturally pretty waves of brownish-beige hair that framed her soft tan face perfectly. Cecily was perfect and beautiful. Everyone loved her. She was popular and smart. Evena looked at the photo and remembered how Cecily had understood her. And how her mother did too.
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Secrets We Keep (COMPLETED)
FantasyIt was her secret to keep. Hers only. But she couldn't help boasting about it at school. Her friends would demand proof. And then she would try to cover it up. She would be distracted all the time. Giving no time to her friends. Until her friends fi...
