A deep breath escaped from my mouth as the cool wind hits my face, my arms crossed upon the metal barricade then I saw an aeroplane pass by. I am at the roof deck at the moment, it is currently lunch break and I wanted to be alone for a little while. I honestly couldn't stop thinking about what the twins shared with Seven and I that morning. Although after that, I never heard from them again that mom and dad have been visiting them in their dreams. I have prayed and asked for them to come into mine, but it never happened. I wanted to see what the twins did, but I guess my parents think that I do not have to know, let alone be involved.
Why though? Why won't they let me? I'm also their child, it feels a little unfair on my part. I really want to help mom and dad, even if they are asking for the impossible, I'd be more than willing to do everything that I can.
