100WC – Week #3 – as the door slammed, I knew

Hazel and Reyna. Reyna and Hazel. The inseparable twins. Bestfriends at birth. The perfect match.

I was petting our pet cat, Garlic, when Reyna marched in our room. An army march. Which was obvious she was in the army.

“I’m going to fight in the war.” she blurted out.

“You’re not going to got!” I yelled, after a moment of shock.

“It’s my life Hazel!” she yelled, “I could make a difference!”

“No way!”

“I-I thought you would understand!”

She turned around and as the door slammed, I knew that I just might’ve lost her in more ways than one.


Leave a Reply

Your email address will not be published. Required fields are marked *