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Day 4

"A sister is a gift to the heart, a friend to the spirit, a golden thread to the meaning of life."

Day 4- Your Sister

When I lost my parents, my sister and I were devastated. Luckily for her, she found a family who wanted to adopt her. Unfortunately, they didn't want me and I haven't heard from my sister since she left me alone in this place. The only connection I have left with my sister is a photograph of the two of us on Christmas evening. My sister and I are sitting next to the Christmas tree, my arm snaked around her waist. I am looking at her with dazed eyes, while she is laughing.

My eyes cast over the photo, as tears start forming in my eyes.

My sister and I were really close. She meant the world to me. We were so alike and yet so different. Sometimes, I thought that we came from totally different planets. But no matter what, we were connected by an eternal, unbreakable bond. I could always count on her, and she could always count on me.

Then, she left me here. I am happy for her that she found a family that loves her, yet I also feel betrayed. We promised each other that we would stay together forever. And sometimes, it feels like she stabbed a knife in my heart. She could've at least visited me. But she never did and I think she never will.

But God, I miss her so much.

Suddenly, I hear a knock on the door. Feeling flustered and startled, I quickly hide the picture by shoving it under my pillow.

I get up and open the door. It is Maggie as usual. She steps inside of my room. "Are you okay?" she asks, noticing that I've got tears in my eyes.

"Oh, I'm okay." I lie, drying my tears off.

"You don't look okay."

I ignore her and take a seat on my bed. Maggie smirks, as she takes a seat next to me. She looks at me, as she reaches out to brush a strand of hair behind my ears.

"You don't have to lie to me." she whispers, her sweet voice filling the room. "What's wrong?"

I don't know why, but I feel shivers sending down my spine. Is it because I am scared of telling her about my sister or because she already knows me that well? I take a breath, before pulling out the picture from under my pillow.

I hand it over to her. Her eyes widen as she stares at it. Her face just turns pale and blank. I wish that I know what she is thinking about when she's looking at it.

"Who is this?" she asks, her eyes finding mine.

"That is me and my sister." I answer. "Can you please give the picture back? It means a lot to me."

"Of course."

She gives me the picture back and I look at it one more time, before shoving it under my pillow , where it belongs.

"You and your sister look really happy on that photo." Maggie whispers.

"Yeah, we were happy."

"Why haven't you talked about her?" Maggie asks, smirking.

"Because I don't want to. A family adopted her after we became orphans. They didn't want me, so I stayed behind. She left me alone."

"And hasn't she visited you?"

"No, and I think she never will." I reply, sobbing.

"Don't you want to know how she is doing?"

"I do, but I'm scared that she won't recognize me. We were so close when we were younger, and I don't know if she still remembers me."

Maggie smiles faintly, as she reaches out to take my hand.

"She is your sister. Of course, she will remember you. She wouldn't just forget about you." Maggie says. "You are too special to forget."

I almost want to cry.

Maggie takes me in her arms, as tears start rolling down my cheeks. Slowly, Maggie's hand reaches out to brush the tear away from my cheek.

"It's okay to cry. I'm here for you. Just talk to me, please. You have to know that you don't have to be guarded with me."

"I-I'm just so tired of being broken. I just want to live my life again." I stutter, my hands trembling by my side.

"And you will." Maggie soothes, her voice calming me down. "You will be able to live again. You don't want to disappoint your sister."

"Maggie, I don't even know if-"

But Maggie doesn't even let me finish.  She reaches up and her lips suddenly kiss my temple. It lasts for only two or three seconds, although it feels like an eternity.

I know it was just a kiss on my temple, but it is the most intimate thing that has happened to me. Except for my parents who always gave me a kiss on the cheek before going to bed.

I want to hate it, but I can't. When she kissed me, the world around me faded.

When Maggie pulls her lips away, I get sucked back into reality. I give her a little smile in return, as Maggie's cheeks turn red.

"Thank you. I just needed that for a second." I say, gushing.

"So I found reason number four." Maggie says, sounding a bit nervous. "Your sister."