Loving a Greaser

Part 4

It was a warm and sunny day in the city. I was babysitting my sister: Sabrina, while my parents were out on a date. I had taken her to a restaurant for lunch. After we finished eating we got Icecream and ate it in the park. "Sophia, this has got to be the best day ever," Sabrina said. "Yeah this is pretty fun, I wish Mom and dad had more dates so we could have more Big sister and little sister bonding time," I said while taking a bite into my Vanilla ice cream. "Could we go to the movies after we finish our Ice Cream?''Sabrina asked with the cutest look on her face. I mean come on who could say no to that face. "Yes we can go to the movies but we have to run that sugar off first," I said, finishing the last bite of ice cream. "Okay, I am going to go play," Sabrina said while running off to a playground structure. It has been about 30 minutes since she was playing and I could see that she was making friends. I loved seeing her happy. She had that childhood I wish I had. When I was little I had it hard. I got bullied for my red hair. I was a shy kid so I didn't make that many friends. Once I got into high school it was way different. My confidence levels were higher than ever. I dared to stand up to people. The bullies left me alone but I still had no friends. I had drifted away from watching my sister and into my thoughts. I then snapped out of my thoughts because I heard a scream from some child. Right in front of me, the play structure in front of me was on fire. I don't know how it got on fire or what had happened to cause the fire but all I needed to do was to go find Sabrina. I was running around asking people where she was. People kept on saying that they didn't know where she was until I got a terrifying idea of where she was. I felt the blood leave my face. Sabrina was still in the play structure. I tried running into the structure to go to her but the firemen wouldn't let me. I was yelling and screaming for Sabrina to come back but it was too late. She was dead and I never knew where she was. It was all my fault.