A sister is accompanied by her mother and father, yet her sister is gone.
Well...she's gone. I never thought I'd admit to missing her because when people asked I'd respond with "finally". We became so close, but maybe that's because she knew she was leaving.
I don't know what to do with myself. I feel like a part of me is missing, probably because she is a major part of my life. She helped me challenge myself. She encouraged me to do things I never would have though to do. She helped me in ways nobody else could have. But I guess that's what a sister is for.
In many ways I realize that life was much easier when we were young. There was no stress. Just coloring and playing with dolls. Yes, we fought, but it was over who got to use the brush for their doll's hair first. Nowadays, we rarely fight, but it's because we don't live with eachother anymore.
We don't share anything anymore.
I wish I could go back in time. I wish I could relive birthdays and Christmas happily and remember how wonderful life was then.
It may not be possible, but I can dream.
The only other thing I can hope for is that we are all happy.
Well...she's gone. I never thought I'd admit to missing her because when people asked I'd respond with "finally". We became so close, but maybe that's because she knew she was leaving.
I don't know what to do with myself. I feel like a part of me is missing, probably because she is a major part of my life. She helped me challenge myself. She encouraged me to do things I never would have though to do. She helped me in ways nobody else could have. But I guess that's what a sister is for.
In many ways I realize that life was much easier when we were young. There was no stress. Just coloring and playing with dolls. Yes, we fought, but it was over who got to use the brush for their doll's hair first. Nowadays, we rarely fight, but it's because we don't live with eachother anymore.
We don't share anything anymore.
I wish I could go back in time. I wish I could relive birthdays and Christmas happily and remember how wonderful life was then.
It may not be possible, but I can dream.
The only other thing I can hope for is that we are all happy.
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