“This is the year we are haunted. What? This is the year, as any other, in which we are friendless, necessary only to ourselves,” (Johnson 5). Sisters July and September are as close as can be. Born ten months apart they do everything together, depend on one another, will do anything for the other. After a …

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I was drunk for the first time heading to a club with my sister and our friend. We booked a cab and headed downtown, my friend talking with the cab driver in the front while my sister sat with me in the back.