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My sister is gone.
It was a shock.
We were the best of friends.
I remember our talks and laughter and tears.
Not everyday was a good one. But we had so much fun.
I remember dancing with her, at home or at dance studios.
I remember our karaoke nights.
Our spa nights.
We were best friends.
I would take her to arcades. Split for UBERs and food.
She loved Malta beers. And the non alcoholic wines. When I had to buy groceries I would bring her a bottle. She would be so happy.
I miss those days.
She used to do a sorts of fun things to my hair.
She was my little sister... always looking out for her big sister.
I was the worst big sister.
I couldn't save her.
She changed. I changed.
I want to die. I feel so alone.
I don't have a sister. She's gone. I don't want to live like this.
She would have wanted to see me move on. Be happy. Live my life.
I should get my driver's license. Find another job. Sigh...
Leave the house and avoid feeling her presence. I remember the past. I hate the now.
Im ranting.
RIP Sofia... you were a wonderful little sister who acted like an amazing best friend and a better older sister than what I should have been for you.
I will treasure our fun moments together always. Love you sis.
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im sorry for her loss.
ReplyI’m so sorry for your loss, I can’t imagine losing one of my siblings <3
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