"Kesha just know I will always love you."
That was the last thing my big sister said to me before she died .Somebody that I don't know shot her
Why? why me? I remember asking myself on the day of her funeral. It seems like it's only been days since my sister's death but it was really 3 months ago, just this summer June 16th. Who knew the day of my 16th birthday would be the worst day of my life?
