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On a particular day, a normal day as Lilly and her mother were going to their rooms to change so they can visit her sister. Her mother had a call, after she answered it and closed the phone. Her mother's eyes watered. Lilly kept asking what's wrong until finally her mother said "she's dead" and then stormed off to her room. Lilly was young but she understood what is the meaning of dead. It meant gone. Lilly collapsed to the ground as she called the baby's name and started crying.

A few hours later, they all went to the hospital to get her body. Her body was small and they covered it with one of Lilly's shirt. A dirty white striped with red lines cotton shirt big enough to cover the body. Lilly asked if she could kiss her one last time but the answer was no. she asked if she could just see her but the answer was still no. it has been days since she last kissed her or touched her since the day she got into the hospital. Lilly didn't get the chance to say goodbye. It was august the twenty first.

 They buried her and Lilly only got to say goodbye with tears and sadness. Lilly would cry furiously every time her sister's name was mentioned. She could even sware that she caught a glimpse of her sister's spirit beside her bed as she went to sleep one day. That night Lilly spent it crying on her mother's shoulder.She secretly believed  that it was her fault because she kept touching her a lot all the time. It wasn't until her mother told her that her sister had something wrong with her heart that Lilly started to believe otherwise and it even took her a long while to do that.

Lilly was only seven when her sister was born and died. Lilly thought how could something you wanted for so long come and then go in a blink of an eye. She wasn't the only one who was grieving though. Even her father shed a couple of tears as he undid her crib.

Everybody loved her so much and maybe that is the beauty of it .maybe she stayed here for a while, long enough before she was gone so she can be remembered as THAT beautiful thing in their lives.

Maybe she was needed up there but they're still unaware as why.

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