Black,
"Adrin was my older sister. She was almost six years older than me. She was too different from me. And to put it right, I must say she was the carbon copy of my mother. Beautiful, artistic, hardworking, soft-spoken and kind. I remember, she was always too naive and would always get awayed away by people, because she believed that everyone has a good heart, just like her. I remember people befriending her in school, just to take advantage of her, making her buy expensive gifts and snacks for them and then never being there for her whenever she needed someone to play with her or just someone to talk to. Yet, after that they would again come to her for help, and she would gladly help them without holding any grudges. She was always that innocent and pure, just like my mom.
And also,
