I think back to when my life was perfect. I was at my old school, in my old hometown, with my old friends, and my the old relationships. My life was a desirable life. We weren’t poor, but at the same time we weren’t rich. My parents never had to worry about not paying the bills or anything. Everything was under control, until the day my mom took off her wedding ring. My mom got custody of me. My sister was put into custody with my father. We never saw each other again since that moment in time. What’s worse, we both live in separate parts of the United States, so we couldn’t see each other even if we tried to sneak it.
I live in California, and she lives in New York. You may think that, “oh, it’s just a short plane ride away.” That may be so, but our parents won’t let us contact each other. For unthinkable reasons, our parents don’t want us to be together. I have her phone number in a random page in my old diary. It’s hidden in my closet on the very top shelf. I never get to call her because my mother is always lurking around me, just to be sure that I don’t reach her in any way. We were and still are completely blocked from any contact with each other.
I always find myself wondering what life in New York is like; taxi’s everywhere you go, shopping everyday, walking on the crowded, loud streets of Manhattan. Living the life that would have been. It makes me go into deep thought every time, just wondering what might have been my destiny...

I love my life that has come to be, though. I live a great city, with great people and friends I have come to love. I couldn’t live without it.

If Chloe and I could have just switched lives for 2 days, I could see the life that I am missing out on, every day. I could spend time with my father, see my so-called friends and see the life that Chloe lives every day. In her letters (which by the way we sneak), she tells me she lives ‘the life’ in New York. I usually reply with how I am doing, and other unnecessary things you put into a letter to someone you haven't seen in awhile.
Some day, when we have both outsmarted our parent(s), we will sneak out of the house and come meet each other. I will see my long lost sister, no matter what the dangers and perils the real world may bring.