Second Time Gone I was falling deeper and deeper into the earth, I hadn't listened. "Maddy!" I heard my sister calling me. I stayed silent. And that was it, I was gone. I died instantly, as soon as I hit the bottom, I felt no pain but I had broken my neck and back in three places. As I saw my sister Sarah from above she was crying. She called my parents and then I watched as my body was lifted from the ground. It took me a while to get used to not having a body but my soul and feelings lived on. My mother and father soon split after my death, they just couldn't handle it and as Sarah grew up she swapped between living with them and then went on to attend a boarding school in Ireland. I watched over all of them for another two years, it was weird to see Sarah grow up so quickly. She was fourteen when she had seen me last and her hair was blonde then, now it's black, like mine used to be. She always said she never liked her natural colour because people would say we were identical, and after she dyed it blonde it just looked wrong. Mother kept all of my clothes, even when money was tight she never let the idea of selling my things cross her mind. I think it killed my dad the most though, he quit his job, stopped going out to see his friends and isolated himself completely. I felt selfish, causing so much pain and despair to others just because I hadn't listed and went near the mine. Sarah was leaving home tomorrow, and so was I.