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I watched as a dove chirped happily and sat down on the windowsill. Which then began to ruffle its feathers. My sister walked towards the windowsill, sat down on a small chair, and gently pet the white turtledove.

I wasn't very fond of Rainn. She always looked so depressed and sad but was usually in a bad mood towards others. Although, I wasn't sure why she was like this.

I looked up and watched my 13-year-old ADD sister as she blissfully skipped across the room. My siblings and I were triplets, and unsurprisingly enough, we had very different personalities. And I for one was used to Rainn yelling at me for no apparent reason, or my ADD sister Lydia being as naive and bubbly as always.

I quietly turned the page of my book, and I ignored the small turtledove that laid on the windowsill.