Oracle Saylie D11 wip

I don't cry anymore. I refuse to cry. I haven't cried in years. I do care about things. I do have feelings, only I refuse to cry. You see I was a triplet, long ago when everything had a reason. I had another 3rd of myself, now she is gone.

I guess when that happens you are supposed to cry. My sister she cried alot. She cried for the both of us. It was the worse day of my life, and yet the best since I finally grew something called strength. I didn't posses this before. I was always one of the weak links in the family. I had no real talents, I seemed so Naive and controllable. There were those times where everyone seemed to take advantage of me.

I will never go back to being that type of person. I won't let people take advantage of me like that gain. I will try to be a better and stronger person. I have to keep on trying, because if you don't try you will never succeed. I learned that being a puppet is not the right way to live. It had to take someones life before I figured that out.

I have only one sibling mow. My twin sister Spirit. We were really close befor Delphi died and no we are so wide apart we don't talk to each other anymore. I guess that can happen. Event to two people who are identical. After an event people push each other away. We still share a room, but we don't talk as if I had nothing to do with her and Delphi's death was all my fault.


As always I let people give me the blame of everything. They hand it to me like it is a baby they don't want. I really wish they would start to give Spirit some credit for her death, it both our faults. We played a game we should have never played. She played along and died when we dared her to jump of a bridge.

Losing her was like loosing everything I have. She was a part of me. She was pretty much a better me. She shared the same hair as me. Long and brown, only on her it looked much better. She walked more confident, when I always walked like I was scared of pretty much everything. I looked like her, but at the same time I didn't. I was to scared.

I shared the same eyes as her, pretty eyes, but mine were dull. hers showed emotion and bravery.