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The raven-haired, fourteen year old girl sat in her room looking into a hand held mirror. If someone were to inspect her eyes deeply they would see the sorrow that plagued her very soul. As she sat there in silence she had thought of her once real mirror image of herself and how much she missed her. Netami thought back to the day her sister became separated from her.

“Mommy, is sissy going to be back with daddy today?” the eleven year old asked innocently. As her mother sat there staring into the distance Netami repeated herself and tugged at the silk dress that her mother was wearing. Her mothers gaze drifted to her second twin daughter with a faint, yet sad smile on her sullen face. Then she got on her knees making her eye level with her young one and responded quietly.
“Sweetie, mommy just got a...horrible...phone call...” her mother stated to her daughter sadly. “Honey, your sister and father...they’re going to be gone for a while, okay? But, you know what else?” she asked her daughter expectantly.
“What is it mommy? tell me.” the young girl asked desperately. Her mother looked out the window and at the sky for a few seconds and then replied.
“Your sister is going to be living with your father somewhere far away...remember the big place on the other side of the maps your daddy always used to look at?” she asked her young one.
“America?!” she asked with hope that it was not true. Her elder mother nodded slowly.
“Yes. America...” then she looked at the ground whispering to herself. “We might not ever see her again.” she was hoping that Netami didn’t hear her. But, when she looked back up at her daughter she saw tears form at the brims of her eyes. “Oh, don’t cry. you’ll see them someday.”
“No! I won’t...you even said so yourself! I’m not stupid!” Then Netami ran out of the living room and up to her own dark room. She realized her loving twin sister, the only person who understood her, was gone. No one to comfort her like her sister did. She was all alone in a world of chaos and confusion. To be alone like her, was to be dead.
That night throughout the household you could hear the wailing of a desperate girl crying out for her sister, only to be answered by silence and the sympathetic feelings from the workers who lived there.

These painful memories caused Netami to throw the priceless mirror against the wall of her room to become shattered and broken. As she got up and walked over to the broken glass a depressed smile appeared on her pale face. then a single, faint tear slid down her cold cheek as she said, “funny, how everything in the past can effect the future.” she fell to her knees and picked up a piece of glass and looked into it.
“You remind me of myself. Broken and useless...Why mom? Why did you leave me, too?” Netami asked the nothingness in front of her.
Her mother had never really talked to Netami after that dreadful confession, and just a month or so ago she left on a “business” trip and went missing. Now all Netami had was her families fortune and her cruel aunt.
Finally, she had finished wiping away the excess tears and started to get ready for her new school that started today. As she took her school uniform she looked at it with great distaste. It was a poofy, mustard colored, long sleeved dress. She simply threw it aside to find what looked like the boys uniform with a note attached to it. She skimmed through the note only to find the butlers name on the bottom, the one person who knew her slightly.
She had a mock smile on her face for a few seconds, but then started to inspect the uniform that she would be wearing for the first time, and got the perfect idea.