E M E L I A N A
My childhood.
It was always so light and fun.
Not a day of misery.
I’d look forward to every single day, knowing that I’d face a new adventure and I don’t remember ever being so excited to get out of bed.
“Try and catch me!” My 7 year old self giggles as she runs around the garden, dodging through hedges and bushes of flowers.
Everything seemed so bright at that time. We were children, so pure; we looked at the world like it was incapable of holding such evil in it. But were so naive, boy... were we in for it…
“No fair, you know you’re always too fast for me!” My twin brother Emelio calls after me. I can feel him gaining after me, but I know he would never catch me.
He would’ve been 19 this year, just like me. His life was taking from him too soon… All of them. I lo
