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"Are you alright?" She asked worriedly.

"Uhm, sure..."

"What do you mean?" My sister seriously eyed me. We were twins, but we usually got along okay. Considering that she was taller and stronger and prettier, it wasn't hard to tell us apart, but otherwise we were identical- with the same hair and everything.

Mine was usually pulled back into a braid or ponytail or bun or sidebraid or honestly anything that wasn't down. My parents vaguely remembered me with my hair down- when I couldn't talk and was a baby, as I only occasionally let it down in my bathroom before a bath.

So, really, that was my haircut. My sister, however, was the opposite. Or close enough. She wore her hair down her back, in pretty waves or over her shoulder, sometimes tucked behind her ears- who knows? It all depended on her outfit and her time.

Lately, I'd been feeling sick. I was getting, in fact, sicker and sicker since we left home. Supposedly we were going to see a special home in the mountains- our home. Or at least, it was going to be in the next few days while we stayed awhile to check it out.

Road trips were definitely not my specialty. But I couldn't lie to my sister, possibly my only best friend, as my friends all seemed to not cross the friend path. And my crush- well, that was a different story. The fact was, he liked my best friend, and I hated it. I'd get over him eventually. I hoped.

"I'm- just feeling a bit tired." I laid back my head and rested against the pillow I'd been using for the car ride. "Not used to being in the car." I brushed back my braid and slowly shut my eyes, stroking my leg with one hand while the other stayed extremely still until I was sure Angela had turned away.

"Avery!" A voice and hand shook me awake.

"What is it?"

"We're here!"

Angela's excited voice rang through my ears like a pounding noise. How were we here already? I had a fit of coughing suddenly, my voice now echoing in my ears, louder. When I spoke, it felt as if I were shouting. When I whispered, it felt I was screaming.

Yes, that didn't match up quite right, but it was the only way possible to describe the painful, annoying noise ringing in my ears at the moment. So I figure it doesn't matter. I grabbed my bags out of the car before turning to take my first real look at the castle above me.

I stepped back to admire it but realized there was nothing to admire. It had many floors and turrets and fancy windows and long staircases, but it was old and leaning slightly, as if a giant had tilted it ever so slowly but been interrupted and suddenly he just let go.

The stairs were rickety, the counters dusty, sofas worn, cloth torn, the doors creaky. It needed a big renovation.

That was another thing I was opposite from my sister of. She loved building and improving. That would be an amazing task for her, but for me, I just liked quietly studying. I was the brains, she was all building.

And then she say, hello mam" cause she not know that sister her sis so she says that because she not know.she also not know but it say "oh sister why not you know" so then she confused because she not remembering her sis and her sister have plans out front of herself and she start sorting they into piles so then that funny because sister not like that she remember that one thing.