The Older Sister

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I always wanted a little sister. When my parents brought Sarah home, it was the happiest day of my life. She was so cute! I couldn't wait to share my toys with her.

She slept in my mother and father's room for the first couple of days. She cried a lot at first. She cried so loud that sometimes she would keep us all awake at night. I'm surprised the neighbors didn't hear her.


Eventually, Daddy made a bedroom for her in the basement. He also built a bed for her with bars so she couldn't get out. Sometimes I would creep down to the basement just to look at her. I'd see her lying there with her eyes open, just staring at the ceiling.

My parents told me not to give her anything sharp in case she hurt herself. I passed her some of my toys through the bars, but she just threw them away and started crying again. She didn't seem to care for toys much.


I went to school during the week, but Sarah had to stay home. Mommy said she wasn't ready for school yet. When I came home, I would always tell Sarah all about the stuff I had learned that day. I drew pictures of us playing together.

I'll never forget the day I came home from school and Sarah was nowhere to be found. Her bed was empty and all her clothes were gone. Mommy was just sitting at the kitchen table, smoking a cigarette. She looked really sad. When I asked her where Sarah was, she started crying.

"Sarah's gone," she sobbed.

I didn't understand. "We need to find her!" I cried.

My mother just shook her head. "Sarah's dead. She's in Heaven now."


Daddy took her bed apart. He threw away all the drawings I had done of her. My parents never talked about Sarah again and they refused to mention her name. It was as if she had never existed.


I was puzzled by their behavior.

Then, one Saturday, my mother took me shopping with her. She had a package to mail, so we stopped at the post office. While my mother queued up to buy stamps, I looked at all the posters on the walls.

My eyes settled on one poster in particular. It was a picture of Sarah.

She was just as cute as I remembered.

Underneath her picture, there was some writing. It read:

"Missing. Sarah Winfield, age 16. Abducted from her home in 2011. If you have any information regarding her whereabouts, please contact the police immediately..."

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