12 April 2012
Chapter 3. The doctor told us that she died from a heat stroke, which wasn't likely in young children. I tell my parents every night after her death that it was all my fault, that if I had noticed her symptoms, she would still be in our family. My mother and father used to always say it wasn't and we should leave the subject alone, but I couldn't seem to get the picture of Sarah Anne's body out of my mind. Whenever I went to sleep in our old bedroom, she would be sitting in my mind looking at me with her light blue eyes, and her smile could make a depressed person come alive with spirits again. That her words would come out of her mouth and seem to speak to me like I was her sister. I think of her every night I go to sleep, a picture of her body in the hospital window, eyes closed and a still cold body. Sarah Anne was only 6 years old when she died.
I guess after all the stress and sadness brought upon my parents and I, they decided to have a divorce. I was scared every night my parents fought, their loud voices yelling into my mind. "It's all your fault, you killed Sarah Anne!" I cry myself to sleep every night thinking of her soul, sleeping above me. Sarah Anne will always be my sister, even in heaven.
A New Beginning (p3) • Opuss № I