My sister Lily wanted to swap her life with a dog just to get into Harvard.
I tried to stop her, to talk sense into her, because who in their right mind would do something so insane?
But instead, I found myself on a rooftop, my hands tied, Lily' s wild eyes screaming.
"Jump, Sarah! Jump!"
She pushed me, and as we plunged towards the city lights, my last thought was of the bitter irony – I tried to save her, and she killed us both.
Then, I gasped, my eyes flying open.
I was back in Lily's bedroom, the air thick with the scent of expensive perfume and desperation.
She was standing there, holding that familiar, ugly flyer, saying the exact same words: "The college entrance exams are in three days. This is my only chance."