*~~Chapter Thirty-One~~*

{~~Avery Sterling~~}

This must be a dream. Or I wished it was. I was staring at a cake, my name was on it and so was a candle in the shape of number nine. Which is my age. But... My parents never threw any parties for me. This must be an accident. I looked at my tiny hands, my eyes dragging over the happiness that clouds that of my parents. The big smiles on their faces, the other kids surrounding them chanting my name. I burst out into tears because I know this is a dream. It couldn't be real. Never for me.

The truth is, the actual birthday had gone like this. There was a cake, a number nine, a bunch of happy people and children. There was just one huge difference.

On my ninth birthday I'd been accidentally locked out of the house. I had to watch as my parents and all the kids in the neighborhood celebrated my twin sister. They jumped in joy for her, no one noticed I wasn't there. Not a single person.

The sickness of this fucking dream. To remind me of that horrid night. It