There's six of us.
And there always has been.
Blue, the shy one. Afraa.
Tima, the funny one. Fatima.
Lanky, the confident one. Maryam.
Aligina, the pretty one. Aliza.
DJ, the dirty-minded one. Khadeeja.
And me, the smart one. Aisha.
I love them.
They are like my family.
My sisters.
They are the diamonds to my neckalce.
They are always there for me.
I don't think I'd be here without them.
I would have been gone.
A gun.
A knife.
A rope.
The posters on my wall.
The sun in my sky.
The song in my head.
Please don't go.