Rain, Lilies, and Teary Eyes

Lately, all I've been able to think about my family. The look of horror in my mom's eyes when she saw the very first black spot, the tears in my dad's , and the fear in my sisters. I am one of three in a set of triplets. We aren't identical, but we were never apart. Rain, with her long, wavy black hair, golden feathered wings with white tips and her gray eyes with blue and green flecks. And then there's Lily, with her short, strait silver hair, gray wings with white tips, and amazing midnight blue eyes. I miss them the most. But I can't help but wonder, why only me?
If we were triplets, shouldn't it have happened to them too? I'm glad it didn't though. Earth is a cruel place, were people kill each other over trivial things. I'm sure you can imagine the horror on their faces, right? Well imagine the horror on mine when I heard them calling my name when I got home from school. I stared in disbelief, and when I reazlized I wasn't hallucinating, I ran to them, tearry eyed, without hesitation. we all hugged and started crying and when they finallt released me, all I could say was "What are you doing here?". They turned around to show me their now ebony wings.