the second I died

I lied there petrified and holding my chest my sister looking at me with a flushed look. I was dying. my mother and father were in my view and I could see light on their eyes. Once again I would be reunited with my whole family. But my sister all alone in life. I pushed to survive this horrible death to save my sister from the cage of living. The light went away and my vision wasn't foggy anymore. Next thing I knew my sister, Rosemary, had a knife in her hand and she was on the verge of insanity. I knew I had to wake her from her refuge of darkness.