Like a Beautiful Flower in the Foggy Rain...
Pattie and I don't look like sisters...not right away. Not the way you can tell with Alyssa and Mandy who has the same eyes like everyone in their family. But me and Pattie, we are more alike that you would know. Our personality for example, not the fake happiness, pure-hearte, but with the saddening and frightening past, tied together by the bond of sisterhood, pulling, pushing each other through life.
One day, we were watching a crime happening right before our eyes. I don't know why or how it came to be. There was no absolute explanation for what happened, is happening, and will happen. There was nothing normal about what is happening, at least not the way I saw it.
Please don't, I said, it is too threatening.
Alyssa and Mandy looked at me like I'm crazy, but before they can argue, Pattie says: Let's leave, it was what I was thinking exactly.
One day, we were watching a crime happening right before our eyes. I don't know why or how it came to be. There was no absolute explanation for what happened, is happening, and will happen. There was nothing normal about what is happening, at least not the way I saw it.
Please don't, I said, it is too threatening.
Alyssa and Mandy looked at me like I'm crazy, but before they can argue, Pattie says: Let's leave, it was what I was thinking exactly.
