Monday, May 5, 2008 | 6:41 AM
A girl and her sister were twins.
Everything about them were the same,
their looks, their faces, the way the smile or laugh.
Everything about them were the same.
Everything except for the fact that the girl was a crippled.
The girl blamed that Heaven was not fair.
She hated everything.
The plates, flowerpots, cups, etc., everything
she could get her hands on were used to vent her anger.
Her world was getting smaller and smaller.
So small that she would not accept any help from others.
