I hear crying mixed with the heavy drops of rain coming from outside our heart shaped window. I look at my sister, her face shows guilt, although deeper I see fear. I look at the cracked mirror; my face looked like a crystal, frozen in time. “You shouldn’t be here!?” She yells. I look our room, and I notice a piece of glass, and once I looked harder I noticed the red spots splattered on it, and the simular shaped hole inside my body…