Short Stories and Cliffhangers

The Life In Her Eyes

That day was a horrible day for all of us, but it was the worst for my elder sister, my mother had decided to take the three of us for a walk, we had even taken our puppy with us. Everything was going great we had gotten ice cream and new sunglasses, but it all turned sour quickly as the puppy had some how pulled the collar over his head and had begun running into the street, my eldest sister quickly ran after him as my elder sister called out her name and we all watched in horror as a car harshly threw my eldest sister into the middle of the road, my elder sister quickly rushed toward her, I ran after her leaving my mother behind though she kept calling out for us to stop. My elder sister was holding my eldest sister close to her body rocking her softly and telling her everything would be alright, my mother by this time had pulled out her phone and had begun calling for help. I kept looking around curiously not entirely sure of what I was witnessing. My eldest sister slowly and weakly reached her hand up to my elder sisters face and told her everything would be alright, but my elder sister shook my eldest sisters hand off and told her to save her strength until help had arrived, I no longer knew what to do I kneeled quietly by my sisters and watched as people had begun to get out of there cars or stop on the sidewalk to whisper among themselves and quietly take pictures, but no one was willing to help. This had made my elder sister upset though she tried to stay as calm as possible as to not worry my eldest sister. My elder sister had begun to weep as my eldest sister started to become more weak. I tried to comfort my elder sister but she swatted her hand at me in anger and like a scolded puppy I retreated. My eldest sister once again reached her hand up to my elder sisters face and whispered something inaudible to my ears. Though I dont know what she said it had caused my elder sister weep even more and hold my eldest sister closer. Then I watched as my eldest sisters body went limp and at that moment I swear I had seen the life leave my elder sisters eyes, although my eldest sister had died and not her. From that day on my elder sister never was the same.

For those of you who didnt under stand there are three sisters, the youngest is portraying the story as she remembers, her elder sister is the middle sister, and her eldest sister is the oldest sister. Thank you so much for taking the time to read this! Luv yall