I sighed softly sitting down across from her, "You know, when you were younger, you used to sing almost all the time. I loved listening to it. Almost every day on my way home I was excited to hear your voice."
"Yeah," she replied softly, "I guess life kind of got in the way."
"Hey, I miss mom as much as you do, but keeping yourself depressed isn't going to bring her back."
"Not everyone heals according to your schedule!"
After a long, drawn out silence I spoke once again "I'm sorry... I just miss seeing you happy. I miss having my little sister. Loosing one family member was enough. I miss you."
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CasualeThis is where I just write stuff to get into the habit of writing, so don't be afraid to tell me where it needs improvement. "Beware the blood red roses' thorn" -C21FX (blood red roses) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrAKxWOGkS8
