Carmon

Dear Diary,

            I know it’s been so long since I’ve wrote to you. In that time a lot has happened, I’ve changed so much. My twin, Carla, betrayed me. She started dating Luke behind my back! Then she threw it in my face, even when she knew how much I liked him. She’s even got him in the habit of calling me by my nickname. Echo he calls me. “Hey Echo!”, “Good morning Echo.”, “Later Echo!” Echo, Echo, Echo! Why won’t he call me by my real name? I plead with him in my mind, “Call me Carmon, please!” I scream it in my head, but he never hears me. I don’t expect him to. Why would he? He has my sister. I could never really ask him to though. Not without dieing first. Why can’t he see that I’m more than just a reflection, an echo, of my sister? Doesn’t he see how different we really are? Her sharp facial features and cold, hard eyes reflect her soul. They are so different from my softer, rounder face. My eyes, like hers, also reflect my soul. Right now they look hurt. All the faith and trust I put in my sister is gone. I should have listened to my friends sooner. They warned me she was cruel, but she’s part of my family. How could I have thought they were right? I can see now that all she wants is my pain. I’m willing to bet she doesn’t even like Luke. Diary, please forgive me but its time Carla learned that she’s not the better half, I am. I’ll prove that to her soon. I promise.

~ Love forever,

Carmon.