BothSidesOfTheStory

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Hello There Everyone :DMy name is Donna. I accept nicknames as many people do, I just don't have many.I am 17 and I do Highschool at home. I live in Massachusetts.I enjoy Drawing, writing and singing in my free time. I am easy to get along with, and I love to make new friends:3If you have ANYTHING you would like to know, Just ask me:3  And If you'd like to talk about anything, talk to me:3

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Sister's new bestFriend.
                                                         
chapter two
 
                              
 
"Don't worry, we wont kidnap you." I said jokingly, her smiling.
The ride was pretty silent the rest of the way, "Right here please." I stopped unlocking all of the doors. "You need help carrying those shoes?" I heard someone ask, walking out the front door. "Josh!" She yelled running and hugging him. "I'll text you Kyleigh." she said to my sister, and I waved, driving off.  "What's up with you?" My sister said facing me. "Nothing, put on your seatbelt." We both laughed. My sister knew what was going on, and I knew she did. 
"That wasn't her boyfriend." I chuckled. "What are you talking about?" She smiled, rolling her big blue eyes. "Josh, he's not her boyfriend." My face lit up, and I felt my face get warmer.
"You do like her!" My sister squeeled. "Aweh, Ryan! Your first crush!" She was right.
I've had one girlfriend before, but she wasn't my crush. I liked her best friend, but she had a boyfriend already, little did I know, he was a cover up.
Pulling up to the house I smiled looking toward my sister. "You go to bed, okay?" 
"But Ryan I can't make you clean up his mess all by yourself." I smiled, "Get off to bed little one." She laughed, runnung up into our house. "Here we go..." I sighed.
I walk in, to our father laying on the couch, passed out. Bottle, cans, just about anything you can fit alcohol in, was around. I grabbed a few bag, and started filling them. 
"Ryan..." I heard him say under his breath, I jumped, startled. "Yes?" 
He did somehting he hasn't done in a while, got up, and hugged me. 
"Ryan, I miss your mom." He said, grinning. "She used to clean up after me."
I didn't know what was going on, but I knew what was going to happen in a few minutes. 
"She did a much better job than this. You are a terrible son." And just like that, My body flinched, and I felt the impact on my chest, face, and stomach. I didn't care how much I was being hurt, all I could do was yell up to my sister. "LOCK THE DOOR Kyleigh!"
Needless to say, I blacked out. I woke up in my bed, my fater gone, and my sister coming in to my room. "Ryan...I called Uncle Larry." I shot up out of bed, holding back the pain as much as I could. "You know you shouldn't do that. He's going to do this to you next!" She handed me a warm, moist rag. "Ryan, we're going there for a year." I wanted to be happy, I wanted out of here, but I din't want to go there. Three hours away. "Kyleigh, I love you but..." She cut me off. "Pack up, we need to be gone before Dad comes back."
I started to pack up my clothes, shampoo, body wash, and just about anythjing that was smaller than a TV. I instantly smiled, thinking about the mall trip yester, and frowing soon after, knowing I wouldn't see her for a year.
"I hate this trip already."





 
Sister's new bestFriend.
                                                         
 
 
                              
 
"Ryan, get up." My sister yelled, throwing a towel at me. "Take a shower we're going to the mall today." I got up, rubbing my eyes.
"Why do I have to go?" She smirked, which only meant one thing. I was driving. 
"Ugh, okay, I'll be ready in a half hour." I hopped in the shower, the water felt nice on my back. "Where's the hair dryer?" I yelled out to her, after getting dressed. 
She ran in in to me. Our mornings were boring, I must admit that. 
My natural brown hair was swooshed, and well, I looked like I hadn't slept for a week.
I had on my normal, "out for the day" clothes. Blue jeans, a tee, and my blue converse.
"Hurry! I'm going to be late!" My  sisgter yelled as I struggle to get every last drop of gas into the tank. The ride there was dreadful, she makes me listen to her little boy band songs, and I am pretty sure it's killing me.
"I can't wait for this sale!" I stepped on my brakes, and lookjed at her. "I got up, and dressed, for a sale?!" My sister couldn't have smiled any bigger. "Shoes Ryan, shoes." I parked the car and walked with her inside, taking out my wallet. "I'm getting something to eat, meet me in the food court, and I'll have your food." She hugged me. "I love you, big brother."
My sister and I weren't always close, but the loss of our favorite person in the world, brought us together about three years ago. Our grandmother raised us.
She passed from a car accident, stupid drunk driver. I miss her so much, she was a lot more pleasant than our dead beat of a father, and now we live with him.
"I would like, two medium orders of the Chicken and broccoli alfredo?" They handed me my tray, and 7 dollars later, we had our lunch. I sat at the table, looking around for my sister, and at first I didn't see her, I was too busy starting at the gorgeous girl she was walking with.
"Hello! Ryan? I asked if it'd be okay if she can sit with us?"
I nodded. "Of course." I said, almost knocking over the tray. "You have any food?"
She replied. "No, I don't have enough, I spent the money I had on these gorgeous shoes."
I couldn't help but smile at her, handing her 10 dollars. "Buy yourself a meal."
She chirped. "Really? Oh thank you!" she ran off to get a sub. My sister looked at me.
"Ryan...You feeling okay? You never give up your money to anyone." I smiled.
"It's just food." I started to gobble down the rest of my meal.
The next hour, they were talking all girly and stuff. "Well ladies, I'm going in the car, when you're done I'm ready to leave whenever."
My sister waved me away and I groaned. "If you aren't out in a half hour, I am leaving you here."
The other girl giggled, and waved. "See you later."
I smiled, walking to my car, letting out a deep breath.
"She's the most beautiful thing I've seen."


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[On My Own]

Already lreached my new place, tonight would not be a fun night. "Mom. Please tell me you're already done." My brothers and mom left, smiling. "Now time for work."
I walked into my big, freshly smelling bedroom to get my uniform on.
"Here I go..." I said sighing, walking out the door with my loose fit working shirt on.
"Hey!" I heard in the distance. Could they be talking to me? Not a chance.
The footsteps got closer, and I made it clear that I was ignoring, by speeding up.
"Frailey, right?" I felt fingers touch my shoulder. "Yeah?" I turn around seeing the guy I've seen.
"Oh hi, Whats up?" He laughed and pointed toward the way I was walking. "Going to work, also."
The rest of the walk there was pretty silent. "Have fun with the cooking." I said, and stuck my tongue out. "Don't drop the food I make." I laughed and signed into the working sheet.
I was extremely distracted, all I could think of as Phillip. "Miss, I'm ready to order!" I ran over to the table. "I'm sorry, what can I get you?" They all spat their order at me quickly, and a tad rude.
"Don't mess up their food, or it's my as*." I said dropping the order off at the cooking station.
"Frailey!" I frowned knowing exactly who it was. "Hi Mr. Clark." He help his hand out.
I shook, and listened as he yelled at me for making customers unsatisfied.
The rest or work was a bit boring, and well..normal. 
"Catch you later." I said to my co-worker, Joanne. She smiled.
"WAIT!" I heard as the cook brought me a peice of paper. "Text me sometime."
I laughed. Who did he think he was, Jesus? I wasn't just magically text him. I didn't even know his name. "He kind of looks like a Greg." I laughed at my thoughts.
"Welcome home Frailey." I said to myself walking into my door. It was Midnight.
I closed my eyes and my dreams brought me back to a day I was happy.
"Oh Fraiii. Come on! Lets try on some clothes." I pulled away and laughed. "NO!"
Plillip and I went to the icecream shop that day.
"I love this flavor!!!" We said, tasting every sample. Those were the days.
The days with Phillip, and they'll never happen again.
 Everything went dark after a while and I heard my phone alarm going off.
I'm going to dread the day ahead.


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[On My Own]

The pasty drug on for a few more hours, not fast enough though. I just wanted to open this envelope.
"Thanks for coming everyone." I heard the door shut, and I ran up the stairs.
"You ready to leave yet Frailey?" I told my mother to wait a while.
"Okay Phil, No games." I said looking over at the picture on my mirror.
"Here I go." I opened it. There were two letters, and something wrapped in a napkin.
The first letter..
"Dear Frailey.                                        
This isn't the first letter I wrote, swear. I just don't know what to write. Ever since I came here, I try and think of something to ease the pain. The lonliness, and the scenery around me.
The people here are so sad, and they are all living in horrid conditions, and you know what I think about when things get me down around here? I think of you. And before yu think I'm getting all mushey, I just want you to know something. You're really beautiful. Not everyone can see it, and it's a shame because you're just a beautiful person, in and out. There's something I've always wanted to tell you, and I plan on teling you when I see you next. I hope things are going good. Just think, in a year, you'll be 18, and be able to get out of there, and do what you always wanted. Heck, who knows. If I get out of here alive, Maybe I'll come live with you...Yeah, I know it's not funny. I know you dislike reading, so I'm going to shorten this now.
Please never change, You're perfect the way you are.- Phillip"
I felt myself smile with tear-filled eyes, as I open the next letter. It was much messier than the other, it didn't even look like his writing.
"Dear Frailey,              
I don't have much time. Trev's writing what I say. There, was an accident. Hoping you read that other letter before this, I'm sorry for not sending it out, but you'll figure out why. Doctors say I wont make it through the night, and thoughts of you, are making staying awake so much more worth it. The pain in my arms, and my stomach aren't even cloe to the pain in my heart. I'll never be able to see you again. And that? It kills me more than these bullets inside me. Like I said before, I truly see how beautiful you ar, don't listen to others, don't let people judge you on anything they know nothing about. I just want you to be happy alright? Wait, I'm skipping around too much. Please just don't let me being gone hurt you too much, I want you to be happy. You do deserve it after all. I wish I was coming home with Trev here, so I could see you one last time. Happy birthday Frailey, and I mean that. Happy, alright?- Phillip.
PS. Open the napkin." By now my tears were pouring out of my eyes, and I reached down.
I looked over at the picture on my mirror again.
"If this is one of those bullets Phil, I swear, when I die, I'll hunt you down."
I opened the napkin and I stopped crying. I stopped everything as I read the words written.
"I've always loved you." And a promise ring fell on the floor. I picked it up, and read the engravement on the inside.
"Promise you'll be happy?-Phillip."


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[On My Own]

The next few days were horrible. All I could manage to do is get out of bed and shower.
Today was my 18th birthday, the day I would move out, and I wasn't even excited.
I had a night shift at The Shack. I drug myself out of bed, and took a shower.
I wiped away the steam from the mirror. "Oh lovely." I looked at myself.
"Happy Birthday Frailey." I sighed, going back into my room, looking in my closet.
"Come down when you're ready." I heard my brother say, walking down the hallway.
I picked a pair of my pants, they were checkered, black and blue.
I also put on my blue under tanktop, and a black sweater.
I left my bangs straight, but curled the bottom half of my hair, it was long.
My hair was blonde, naturally. But my bangs were a different color mostly, for now, blue.
I walked downstairs with a fake smile on my face. "You look better, much better, actually."
I smiled at my mother, and sat down at the table. "So, what's for lunch?"
I looked around, at everyone staring at me. "What? I'm hungry."
My brother laughed. The first time I seen him smile since.. the day he left.
-FLASHBACK-
"You going to be alright?" I nudged my face into Phil's chest, voice soft. "I'll miss you, that's all."
I walked over to my big brother Trev, and hugged him. "I'll write to you." he said.
"Oh Trev... I'll write you all the time!" He smiled as he walked away.
-now-
I looked down after we all had finished our food. "Any plans today, Frailey?" I nodded.
"Just going to the apartment, why?" They all looked at me. "Uhm, Sis. The party?"
I looked at my sister, her hair was a light brown, tanned skin. "Yeah, I'll be here for that."
My sister coughed. "It's like, starting in like, a half hour." I jumped up and ran upstairs.
"I need to get ready!" I was really going to get my sister's present.
I looked in the mirror and sighed. There was a picture of me and Phil, the day of his prom.
I touched it, and smiled. "I'm finally eighteen Phil. I just wish you were here for this."
All I could think of is the smart remark he would throw at me, just to make me laugh.
He'd smile and look at me, "So, you're legal now. Lets go on a moonlit walk."
I walked over, grabbed the necklace I bought mysister, and walked down the stairs, putting in on the table next to her. She loved it. Most everyone was there.
My grandparents, aunts, uncles, cousins, and family friends.
My sister's friends showed up, soon after and mine, well. They had something planned for me later, they don't like my sister's friends much.
"Hi Peanut!" My grandfather hugged me. "Hi wally wally walnut!" He smiled. I used to call him that when I was about ten. "I'm so proud of you." Everyone said they were, to both me and my sister. Everyone was so glad tosee Trev back, he's been gone for so long.
The table was full of presents. My sister mainly just recieved money, and giftcards.
I got a mixture of money, and home appliances, and some things from my family.
My mom gave me a beautiful bracelt, my dad, a scarf. My brother Danny gave me a skateboard, and Trev? He gave me two things. A picture frame, and an evvelope, and I looked down at it.
It read "Open me when you're alone. -Phillip"

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 [On My Own]

"How does this always happen to you?" My friend Andrew asked, as I Tripped over my own shoe laces.

I laughed along with him and kept on going. They're always late. ALWAYS.
I looked around, hoping to see our other friends, but they never showed up.
"Let's just go to the park, Luke's probably scaring children again." I smiled, and shoved him.
The park wasn't very far from there, so we walked slowly. "You excited?" I nodded. "I cant wait, Andrew, you know I've always wanted this." He nodded, and laughed. "There they are."
And there were our friends, all sprawled about on the feild. Luke, Sarah, Jared, and Kara.
"Hi!" They all screamed, not even moving. "Lazy bums!" I laughed, laying back.
"Who's got the money?" They asked, then all bursting out laughing and smiling at me.
I always paid for our food, I was the only one with money all the time.
"I'll be back." I got up, and got each of us a drink, and food.
"You always know what to get us!" Said Luke, face full of burritos.
We talked, and talked, until it was time for me to get home. "Dad?"
I walked into the livingroom and smiled to see my Father and mother watching a movie together, like they always do. "I'm going to my room." They nodded, and went back to their movie.
"Danny!" I yelled, tripping on my brother's sweater. "Sorry!" He yelled back.
The rest of the night, I sat there, planning my life on my own, it seemed perfect.
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The next few days I went to stores, looking for something for my sister, Jess.
"A necklace?" I heard from behind me, a new voice. "It's for my sister." I snapped, turning.
"It's all good miss, I was just curious. Why a necklace though?" I smiled.
"It's her birthday, well, our borthday, and she's wanted this for a year now.
He smiles at me, and it made me smile in return. "What was your name again?" He asked.
"It's Frailey, and I never said it." He sighed. "We met about 4 days ago."
I looked around. "Really? Where?" And I tried remembering what I had done four days before.
"At the shack?" The shack was where everyone ate their food, and hung around. "Yes!"
I laughed. "You're the chef there, right?" He looked down. "I cook, but I'm not the chef, just a chef.
We talked for a bit, and then, all of a sudden. "PICK UP THE PHOOOOONE FRAILEY!"
My ringtone. "Sorry, Just a minute. "Yes?" My brother was on the other end.
"Come home now, Trev's home!" I smiled, and quickly paid my necklace, and ran off. "I'll see you another time!" I yelled to him.
"Trev?!" I ran in excitedly, looking around at everyone, with tears in their eyes. "What?"
"Sweetie..." I looked at my
big brother Trevor, whom had just come home from the army.
"You alright big bro?" He shook his head. "Afraid not." I looked around, tears flowing from everyone in the room. "It's Phil.." I could feel the tears sweltering in my eyes. "What happened to him?"
They all looked at me, and then an urn that lay on the coffee table.
I could feel myself begin to pour tears, and throat closing up.
My brother's best friend had passed. My brother's best friend, who just so happened to be mine as well. His family were all gone, we took him in a few years back, he left with my brother, promising me he'd return with him, and come home to me. I secretly loved him.
Everyone knew, everyone besides him, and now he never would.
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Prologue [On My Own]

Almost 18, just about every teenager's dream. Becoming an adult, it's exciting to think about, especially if you plan on moving out. My name is Frailey Winchester, and my birthday is in 7 days.
My parents aren't separated, nor are they gone. They just annoy me.
I have two brothers, and one sister, a twin sister to be exact, We look nothing alike.

She's planning on moving in with her friends, all roomates, but me?
I want to live alone. I want my own place, I want to start off with some responsibility.

My father and I went looking for apartments yesterday, and I found the perfect one.
It's two stories high, and a one bedroom. It's pretty big for an apartment. The bathroom is huge, with a bathtub you can basically just swim in. The bedroom was a decent size, We moved my bed in bu the windows, and my dresser near the closet. I didn't have much, but I planned on getting more.
The kitchen was big enough to be my dining room and kitchen all in one. The livingroom had my Television, on the wall, and the couch I had, three seated. I didn't know exactly what i was going to use the dining room room for yet, But I was thinking about making it the computer room.
The basement wasn't too big, just big enough for my washing, and drying machines. The attic would be for storage purposes.
I was just getting off of work, and meeting my friends afterwards, to have a mini get together.
This wasn't just me becoming an adult, this was me, starting my life.

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