My twin went to Massachusetts for 1 week. Man, it's like lossing half of yourself! Since so much went on through the week I'm explaining everything in days. This is day 1 of losing my sister.
Me, dad, and my twin went to my Grandma's house to drop me off. She ate a plum and they headed to the car. I gave her a good bye hug and did a last time handshake with her. She went in the car and left me behind. I didn't know what to do with myself after that. I played video games, watched TV, listen to music, and more, nothing helped. Everything I saw reminded me that my twin is out there somewhere. I finally sat by her bed and imagined that she was here. I thought it was the craziest thing that I could think of, but it help me do something without feeling sad.