You know the feeling when you lose one of the things that made you feel safe? Or when you can't stop smiling even when you know your supposed to be sad and crying but your mind doesn't want to accept what happened? Yeah that's how I feel right now....Other than Ashlynn. My sister Ella took care of me and school, mostly cause I didn't defend myself against anyone...but now all I have left is Ashlynn. I got a call 3 weeks ago telling me my sister had past away. I knew she was sick but they told me she had at least 4 more months and she didn't even get through one of those months...
So yeah, I'm currently at her grave, all alone even though the burial and reception ended a hour ago. It was raining and I knew I was going to have a cold tomorrow if I didn't go home soon but all I could do was stare blankly at the grave stone. Though since it was raining you couldn't tell which I was happy about...I didn't want to admit she was dead. In my mind she was still right next to me....she was still holding me in her arms and reading me a story....she was still making us hot cocoa during the winter....she was still running through the library with me...she wasn't dead..
I don't know how long I had been standing their, reading her grave stone over and over againA loving sister and friend to all....
She only wanted her stone to say that....I shook my head and closed my eyes, sitting on a chair I had brought. She wasn't supposed to die...I wish she would have stayed home with me...if she stayed home this wouldn't have happened...she wouldn't have gotten into the car, she wouldn't have lost control of the wheel...and she wouldn't have gotten hit by another car...she'd still be with me...dragging me around, calling me a innocent lost pup..
I woke up and rubbed my eyes while sitting up and looking around. I guess I fell asleep last night....though I don't remember falling asleep I guess you never really do...but where am I? I stopped thinking so I could listen, after a second I heard water running so I guessed someone was taking a shower. I sneezed and groaned softly. Right...it was raining last night, and now i probably have a cold and if I'm extremely lucky, I'm at a rando's house.
My eyes shifted to a door when the water stopped and I heard a few footsteps. The door knob shifted a few times before someone walked in. I sighed in relief as it was just Ashlynn, though I knew in a minute I would be wishing it was someone else...he's going to lecture me on staying outside in the rain all not and not getting proper sleep.
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The best type of weather is the rain
Storie d'amoreWhen Gray's sister dies and he finds out it may not have been an accident, will he forgive and forget or block everyone out in attempt to find the truth...? "Well um...Gray..Ella, your sister she...got into some trouble and she knew you'd flip...