Flower Crowns

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I remember it like it was yesterday.

I remember the ambulance, I remember my mom crying, I remember my dad comforting her but tears in his eyes.

They all thought if something like this happened it would be me, that I would be the one who would end it, not my precious sister.

The ambulance came and we all knew it was too late but my mom kept whispering to her hoping that it would keep her awake.

My brother, he helped me, he held onto me so close though I could hear his sobs.

This was all just a year ago and no one had forgotten it, how could we?

She was daddy's princess!

The pretty one!

The one who smart one!

And the happy one!

Never had she broken down not once!

Yet, I was weak, I don't think if it was me, they would have been surprised, maybe a few tears but not at all surprised.

And here I am still living when it should be her.

Unfair?

I know

They always thought the one who bleeds is more likely to fall, not the other way around. I guess happiness wasn't enough.

Fuck! I wish I was there, I wish I could've done something. I could have tried to stop her but I was having my own problems.

I remember her though, sprawled out on her bathroom floor, still, not breathing.

Her long brown hair covering her frail, face, with the empty bottles of pills in her hand, a note in the other. She was pale, and her lips chaped. She looked dead.

This wasn't my sister, my sister had a perfect face, a bit white at winter, but never pail, her lips were always pink and she was full of life.

I remember my heart stopped, like your whole world was crashing, like everything stopped. This was it, she couldn't breath, let alone talk. She was here on her bathroom sprawled dead. I couldn't feel my anything.

I remember our fights over why she had a bathroom and why I didn't, I remember her laughing when she knew she had won, I remember how she would always think she would get married and have a future with her boyfriend.

I remember everything, the screams in my head, those dark devil things, daemons screaming in my head it should have been me, I remember the way my whole body was paralysed, I remember no tears could come out at the start.

I remember everything!

What hurts me more it's just a memory, that she's not here anymore, this is me remembering her.

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So this is my first proper story! I'm writing a couple more. Please! Please! Comment. And vote if you liked it. I don't know if it's good enough, and this isn't me trying to be modest I just really do not like my writing but I love writing, so please tell me.

I love you all!

-Unpredictable_Idiot