My only sister

My only sister





Everything was going good that day until I walked in the door from school and that’s when it happened. I heard the news. It’s all happening now. All the pain raised up form me once again. It happened so fast I couldn’t believe it. So all we could do is wait for them to get home and tell them the news. (When they got off the bus from school I stood there watching them walking up the driveway about to enter there way in the house) When they did there were already people sitting around the table waiting. So we sat them down and I pulled up a stool to sit, trying my hardest not to cry (As I am right now typing this) we all sat down at the kitchen table and told them. That was a horrible feeling inside me. Well as my foster mom told her she started crying nonstop.
I couldn’t hold it in any longer so I began crying. (Tears falling down my dry face). As my cheeks began getting moist it was now time for them to officially leave. She came over to me and gave me a hug and that’s when even more tears started draining out.

As they was bout to get in the car we all gave each other another hug and said our good byes. She got in the car with her little brother (mark), she was still crying. I don’t think mark knew what was happening. Well as the car was leaving we was waving good bye. Then I started to think about the times I remember having with her, when we would go to bed she would have the door open and the bathroom light on every single night and would start talking to me all night long( would not let me get any sleep what so ever). Then I would always yell at her to keep the light off because I can’t sleep with lights on but when I would wake up in the middle of the night the light would be on, so I would go turn them off.
But get this, that night the day they had left it was different. There was no one to keep me up while I was trying to sleep, no talking, no nothing. It was so quite. I thought it was going to be peaceful and I could actually get some sleep but I though wrong, it was way different. I turned the hall light on and actually kept the door open. I was crying all night. (could not sleep worth nothing)

I never wanted to share a room with her. She would get me so mad we argued all the time. She was always touching my stuff. I wanted her to leave so bad. And now that she is gone and I know never coming back I cry every time I go into that room. I miss her so much. Every time I think about her, tears would be draining out my eyes. Who knows when the next time ill see her.




She was like my sister. My only sister that I never had.