Dead Is The New Alive
• The day my sister was supposed to getting married, was the day the world came to an end.
It al happened so fast. I was standing there with my autistic brother by my side searching for my sister and my parents.
Everything went red, and the smell of roses were replaced by the smell of death.
My sister was always a survivor and when I couldn’t find her, I knew she was alive.
I turned to face my brother but he wasn’t next to me anymore, I looked further and then I saw him, he witnessed my parents death.
They were torn in pieces by the people that came back to life after they died, piece by piece.
My instinct took my body over and grabbed my younger brothers hand and that was the day we run.
We ran to survive, searching for my long lost sister, and with deep down in our hearts we run with hope.
My name is Laurel and this is my story. •
“She was another broken doll dreaming of a boy with glue.” - Atticus
Nog eentje erbij, yeah haha.
