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Bittersweet Life

SHE Who had fair and glowing skin... Thick, long, and shiny black wavy hair... A pair of aqua-colored, sparkling eyes. And the one who'd been loved by elders, admired by children, and the pride of the family. SHE is my sister... My sister, who had everything that I don't, who got all that I want and received all that I've longed for. I hate her, but I want to be like her. Despite being a boy, I strived to be an equal to her. I've grown my hair and taken good care of my skin. I achieved the perfect replica of her. But just being only a copycat has never been enough. I lived as a living picture of her image and became the scenery of my family who misses her. I'm still not equal. Then one day, no one saw it coming... A circumstance occurred that twisted the cycle of our world which I did not expect would change everything that we used to and opened the door to the next chapter of my bittersweet life. The circumstance that crossed my path to the girl I never thought would play a huge part in my life... That one girl who spoiled me with attention and filled my empty existence with genuine affection. But... In just a blink of an eye, death took her from me. Her sudden death caused dubiety to all of us... Suicidal? No... Someone surely murdered her... But... Our only question is... . . . Who? ~~~

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'Nostalgia'

Summer never failed to write the word 'Unexplainable'— that was how she described her feelings whenever they were together.

Tristan clasped his chest as he whimpered. This tormenting agony was killing him. His chest tightened to the point that he was suffocating. Each word written there seemed like a dagger, stabbing him.

Summer knew all along. She knew it was him. She didn't see him as Trish but, Tristan. TRISTAN. She saw through him. She recognized it was him. It was him!

Tristan jolted up and was too stunned to speak as Amber read what was Summer written. "So silly to think that I fell in love with my best friend. But, now, I fully understand and I am certain that I love Tristan and not Trish."

His agony was doubled. His tears flowed like a falls. Tristan was in a daze as he gradually processed what Amber said.

"She loved me... And... Not Trish?" Tristan lowered his gaze. Then, he laughed bitterly.