Hold On Tight
Author's note: I was inspired to do this piece by a photograph I saw right here, on Teen Ink.
My sister, Addie, as soon as she was born, I knew she'd die young. The date of the day doesn't come to me immediately. I see the month, day, and year repeatedly everywhere. I have to put the puzzle pieces together. Addie died at the age of four on June 26, my birthday. I was turning six. I was only two when I first used my ability. But now I'm sixteen and she would be fourteen. But I don't allow myself to see the dates of death of the people I love anymore.
But since Josh, Izzy, Sam, and I have these abilities, we're valuable. Mostly, we have a usual life. We all have birth parents. We're not some scientific experiment. We're real people.