Dreaming?

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 The sound of the rain pattering on the tin roof hurt my ears as much as the broken friendship that hurt my heart. This wasn’t the first time I sat on my roof, I’ve done it a thousand times. This wasn’t the first time I’d sat up here in tears, watching the sun set on another pointless day either.
“You do this a lot?” My sister sat beside me; she was dry even though it was pouring out here.
“Go away.” I say to her, speaking so soft if anyone else was up here they wouldn’t here me. 
“No,” She says, smiling slightly. “Talk to me sis.” She adds and I shake my head. 
“No. You’re not real.” I reply, resting my head on my knees as the rain soaks my clothes. 
“I’m as real as you’re imagining.” She says then laughs. “Oh, you thought I’d disappear as soon as they turned off the ventilator huh? Jesus, I’m your twin sister, I won’t go away that easily.” She says and I sigh, still looking at the roof beneath me. “How’s the big brother? Still being a pain in the a*s?” She asks after I don’t say anything. She never called our brother by his name.
“What, you don’t haunt him either?” I mumble and my sister laughs again.
“Haunt? You make me sound like a ghost.” She laughs and I look up at her.
“You are a ghost.” I say, and she pouts, tipping her head to the side.
“Am not,” She smiles and pokes out her tongue. “I’m a hallucination.” My jaw drops and her icy hand lifts to my mouth and closes it.
“You’re in my head?” I manage to whisper and she nods, standing up.
“Sure am.” She says and looks out to the sun, her golden hair shining.
“So if the big brother came up here and he saw me talking to you…he’d only see me?” I ask her and she nods and looks back at me with a smile.
“You’re going mental.” She teases and I stand up.
“Am not,” I argue and she laughs, her voice ringing through the rain. “You’re not real, I don’t believe you. This is a dream or something.” I shake my head and raindrops fly onto my face.
“If this is a dream, I dare you to jump.” My sister says, nodding to the edge of the roof.
“What?” I ask her, looking over the edge.
“Jump.” She says as a slight smile comes over her beautiful face. “If it’s a dream, you won’t get hurt.” She adds and I begin to doubt myself. “If it’s not a dream, I’m sure you’ll be fine anyway, you’ve always been good at landing on your feet.” She laughs a little and I step to the edge of the roof.
“You know, I’ve thought about jumping a lot since you died. Not just jumping. I’ve considered cutting and drugs and all that. But I decided I wouldn’t,” I call back to my sister, who gasps. “Because I’m not like you. I won’t end my life because I didn’t get what I wanted. We might be twins sis, but I’m not like you.” I add and with a deep breath in, I jump, and after only a few seconds, everything is black, and a girl screams loudly:

 

“Game Over.”

Reviews

[Bella-Marie]

I hope I can rate this because it was FANTASTIC! 100/100 definitely! I loved all the feeling, the confusion, the love, hate, anger, destruction.
Well done!!!