Far away from Daren and Love, there were two girls. they were twins. Their names were Twixie and Pixie.
Twixie was with black hairs, black eyebrows, black eyelashes and black eyes. The only white things were her skind and her dress.
Pixie was a classic blonde, yellow hairs, white milky skin. Her eyes were black. She always had a shining white and you could go blind if you'd stare at her for too long. In order to break a little all that whiteness, she wore a white dress with black stripes on it.
Twixie and Pixie had no parents. They were both dead when the girls were too young, that's why they couldn't remember a thing from their parents or even their childhood. The girls had blurred memories, just like Deren and Love. Because of these kind of memory, the girls sometimes felt like they had no past.
Even though, the girls believed that and thought about it too many times, there were evidences of their past. The photographs. The walls of their house was full of them. They were old, black and white photos, constantly showing that they had a life, even though they couldn't remember it.
Twixie and Pixie lived in an old big house. The house had everything they needed, that's why they didn't go out very often. Even when they were out, no one wanted to be around them. It wasn't because they were ugly, because they weren't. It was all because of the feelings people get when they were out. It was like the girls had this strange air around them.
It's true, that Twixie and Pixie didn't remember much from their childhood, but in their minds sometimes flashed some views of them being alone and with bulliers around. Those views flashed into their brain very often, sometimes those were even in their dreams like nightmares.
Every time Twixie and Pixie had those dreams, they wished they could find those kids and make them pay. There was a problem though. The girls didn't know if those dreams were real or not.
Twixie and Pixie had a lot of free time, since they didn't go to school, like the other girls at their age.They were both in love with photography. The girls would capture in a photo anything they'd find interesting enough.
It was a late evening and the girls were looking at the photos they took recently that day. They were lost in thoughts when a knock on the door was heard. They had no idea who could it be. Without thinking it twice the girls went to answer to anyone who could be there. It was foolish to do such thing, but they didn't thought of it that much.
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