The rain gently streamed down my face blending with tears. My best friend was being buried. Her name was Sophie. She was the sweetest girl that has ever walked the planet, and I was sure of that. Sophie was my sister. My twin sister. My identical sister. I was standing beside my parents, watching the coffin being gently lowered into the grave, the grave that would hold my beloved sister's body for the rest of eternity. The grave her body would rest in but her spirit would rest in heaven. I was dressed in white along with my parents because my sister wanted everyone to wear white at her funeral because she would say, "Everyone wears black, I want to be unique and have everyone wear white." But the one thing she said that really made me feel loved and cared by her is when she said, "If I die before you do Serena, I'll wait for you up in heaven even if I have to wait 100 years or 1 hour, I will wait for you up in heaven." My Sophie was being buried, my sweet harmless Sophie. We were 19 when it all happened, only 19.