Hannah Hemsworth
my older sister of 1 year
she's your typical popular small town girl
blue doe eyes, a nose everyone goes to the surgeon for, full lips, dream body, clear skin and for the most common trope feature-her blonde hair
it isn't of a dirty blonde but of a honey blonde
she isn't super smart but she gets average grades and she's quite the socializer too.
I used to think that her being social was the reason til I got out of my comfort shell once and was sent weird looks.
I thought it must've been something I had said but when my friend who I have to say is just as weird as me, came to school all dolled up and sat down, everyone rushed to her.
The ones who didn't notice her before were dashing to befriend her and get her number.
with everyone coming up and pushing me aside and her seeing me yet continue smiling at them.....I had left willingly
People say confidence is key but....I've only seen that work for guys.
Obviously we stopped hanging out.
(pauses) enough about them
dear diary, for the first page I really don't want to describe what I look like but my dear diary, please never reveal my secrets.....But, I still would like to experience what she feels, but please, if it were ever true, do not give me the life of Carrie White.
(if you guys do not know the movie CARRIE is about a girl who is bullied for her looks and i honestly think it's cause of her clothes too but anyway, she discovers she has powers and you know, does what one who is curious does. she keeps it under wraps not telling her super religious strict mother that is lowkey abusive. skipping forward the popular girl feels bad for something she did and lets Carrie take the girl's boyfriend to prom tadadqsq shit happens, pigs blood is on her and the guy as soon as they get announced prom q n k, video gets released,,,,,,dude dies, she goes berserk and kills mostly everyone horrifically).
Diary, you must be really popular, how does it feel?
I felt crazy asking an object such, but I was hopeful it would somehow come to life and make me like Hannah.
I close the diary, lock it up and put the key up my arse
(lmao thats not what happened)
I close the diary, lock it up and put the key deep inside the flower pot
I made sure to hide my diary deep in the closet so my aunt doesn't see it when she cleans the room
speaking of my dad, he treats Hannah better than he treats me. same with momma and Jack.
it doesn't make sense at all unless I'm adopted but I clearly do have their features so why the hell does my family treat her like my schoolmates do? the people in school are strangers so it doesn't compare to my family.
'it's so fucking weird'
as my thoughts finish my door slams open
I have no time to think as a human jumps on me and kills me
"I can't breh"
the human backs off
"ARE YOU CALLING ME FAT?!"
I close my eyes as I soon feel my soul slipping away
I watch as I get further and further from my body until I see Hannah pounding my chest
I get sucked back in
"Hannah I feel like I died for a second"
patting myself, I sit up
"thankfully I didn't die, otherwise you would be arrested"
"damn you, I'm as light as a feather" she storms to me and grips my ear
"ahhhh-" This motherfxxxxr
she let's go and I console my ear
"it's time to go"
stone face-"go where"
"S.H.O.P.P.I.N.G"
with that she takes me out and soon I find myself in the mall
'when did I get here? how did i get here? why am I here? I contemplate on life
"Sister, COME TRY THIS FLORAL DRESS!"
'ah a dress'
I don't remember the last time I were a dress out
"I don't look good in dresses tho, you try them, everything looks good on you" I mumble the last bit
my hand gets taken and I get dragged in a dressing room
"try this with me"
she starts changing in the same stall
"hey wait! let me go to another stall" as I prepare to head out, a hand grabs me back in
"we are both girls AND sisters, its nothing weird"
I didn't want to seem weird so I pushed my uncomfortableness away and took of my clothes too while taking off my clothes I felt like I was being watched
it was burning a hole in the back of my head.
i ignored that feeling and continued to try putting on the floral dress
'fxck why is it so fxcking complicated?!'
as if sensing me Hannah offered to help me
while helping me though, her hands kept brushing on random spots and I couldn't help but felt it was intentional,
my uncomfortableness grew and yet I still stopped myself from trusting my gut feeling.
'no we are sisters, I must'nt think this way'
I cleared up my thoughts and when I looked down she had already finished
"did you finish just now? I was in lala land so I lost track of time"
"obviously. hey, can you help me zip this dress up? I can't reach it"
"sure"
I did the deed and we bought the dresses, did a little more shopping, ate some good food and headed home.
"Today was fun" she abruptly turn around and we were too close to each other
I backed away and she took a step forward to hug me
I of course hugged her back and
she clasped my face with her hands and gave me a kiss on the cheek
'dont think too much about it Lyla, It's a normal thing'
with that, the day ended and it was soon Sunday-Church day