The Imaginary Sister

They told me I was an only child.
But I remember her.
Her name. Her voice. Her face.
Even if no one else does.

Something is missing.
Something no one wants to talk about.
But I see the signs.
And I hear her calling.

Now I just have to know:
If she isn't real...
then why won't she leave me alone?

Some memories aren't yours to forget