Thinking of You| Casey and Mya Pt.10

Wait, before you read this, check out Pt.9   Casey sat up in their sleeping bag. Rubbing the sleep from their eyes, they looked up at the clock that hung on the wall. One PM on the dot.  With a dry mouth and a throbbing head, Casey felt as though they were about to throw up.… Continue reading Thinking of You| Casey and Mya Pt.10

Into The Darkness| Casey and Mya Pt.9

Wait! Before you read this check out Pt. 8 Casey stood in the middle of the dark hallway of their and their twin brother Cain’s tenth group home. Turning their head to the right, Casey took in the clock that hung on the wall; it was about one in the morning. Earlier that night, their… Continue reading Into The Darkness| Casey and Mya Pt.9

What’s Being A Twin Like | Casey and Mya Pt.8

Mya made her way down the stairs and through the living room. Slipping passed party goers, she made her way into the kitchen and over to the fridge, snagging a beer. “I heard genius cut his face open. Is he alright?” Maddie asked from behind Mya.  Twisting the top off her beer, Mya tossed it… Continue reading What’s Being A Twin Like | Casey and Mya Pt.8

Drunken Boyfriend| Casey and Mya Pt.7

Mya stared at Casey for a moment, at a loss for words. Blinking a few times, she shook her head.   “Wait, I don’t understand, you have a twin?” She said, confused.   Casey lit another cigarette.    “Yep. We got separated when we were like ten or so.” They said, blowing out a puff… Continue reading Drunken Boyfriend| Casey and Mya Pt.7

Memories|Casey and Mya Pt.6

After saying goodbye to Mason and Bella, Casey and the sisters hopped into Maddie’s truck. As they headed out the driveway, Maddie made a right.   “What are you doing? You’re going the wrong way.” Megan complained.   “No. We have to swing around, we're going to go pick up Sophie and Tiffany.” Maddie explained.… Continue reading Memories|Casey and Mya Pt.6

My Very Own Room | Casey and Mya Pt. 5

HOLD! Before you read this, have you read part.4? Casey followed Mya up the long, hardwood stairs. Upon making it to the top of the staircase Casey and Mya were met with a long hallway.  Making their way down the hall, Casey took in the photos that hung on the wall. At the very opening… Continue reading My Very Own Room | Casey and Mya Pt. 5

Foster Dad |Casey and Mya Pt. 1

The rain fell in sheets as thick as lead, pelting the roof of the bus as it pulled into the station. Flooding the isles, passengers bumped into one another, as they grabbed their bags and attempted to make their way to the front.    Not wanting to get involved in the messy race to the… Continue reading Foster Dad |Casey and Mya Pt. 1