The pain In My heart was intense.I had just heard the most heart shattering news in my life.My thirteen year old sister,Alysia T Chase, had past away.I was In my room late evening when my Mother had walked in,tears splattered acrossed her cheeks like raindrops.She looked at me and sniffled.Now Ii was only eight at the time and my little brother conner had just turned three.I glanced up from the book that Iwas coloring In and looked at her,concern filling my eyes.
"Mom are you okay?"She shook her head slowly,a tear rolling down her face all the way to her chin.My face was blank,confused of why my Mother had been so upset.Then my heart stopped.I looked at my mom.
"Where is Alysia shouldn't She be back from soccer practice by now?It's been two hours since it ended!".My Mother just started bawling.She wiped her nose on her sleeve and sat down putting me on her lap.she looked at me,and rested my head on her shoulder.
"Honey Alysia won't be coming back i'm afraid.Forever.Alysia got hit by a car,and didn't make it.that's why i had Teresa watch you while i was gone.i went to the Hospital but when i got there...."Her face had turned white,like she had just seen a ghost,but she started crying again.My heart had stopped.It felt like I couldn't breath for over ten seconds flat.But the tears didnt fall.They stuck to my eye lids glazing over my pupils,but refused to fall.Ii glanced over at my desk,at the photo frame of Me and my Sister.Her face smiling widely,and mine as well.Her ten year old smile compared to my five year old grin was hysterical.Or it used to be anyway.The thoughts all came rushing through my head,the birthday parties,the movie nights we had,the pillow fights,teasing and argueing,secrets that we shared with eachother,all gone.All gone because someone was to stupid not to go the regular speed limit.Finally i couldn't handle the pain and the tears started pouring out like a broken dam.My mothers arms tightly wrapped around me,squeezing my arms to my sides.But all I could do was cry.A couple hours later I could only stare at the photo.The memories of my sister haunting me.I knew I had done nothing wrong though,nothing to upset her.I slowly made my way to the door,grabbing my old matted stuffed Bear I called Charlie.I tiptoed out of my room,making sure my Mother was asleep.I slowly made my way across the hall,to a small sized brown chestnut door.I crept my way towards it,admiring the scripture it had.admiring the pretty pink and purple lettering my father had used to decorate her door shortly before he left.I turned the door handle and peaked my head inside slowly,hoping to find any trace of my 13 year old Sister.But she was no where in the room.She was gone and she wasnt coming back.The tears welled up as i rushed to my Sisters bed and did a huge leap onto It,hugging her pillow tightly.Her pillow still smelled like her brown rose smelling hair.I bawled for at least an hour straight.As I lay there I slowly begin to drift to sleep.I woke up startled as i saw my sister sitting there in a beautiful white dress.Her beautiful brown hair swept up into a pretty ponytail,a loose curl falling stray onto her cheek.She slowly walked toward me,reaching her hand out as she stroked my cheek.I wanted to cry but the tears wouldnt come.She whispered
"It's okay Jules,It's okay.Im fine now."Then she slowly disapeared.I sat up in her bed,shaking.Thinking to myself that It was only just a dream.But I knew that she had sent me a message through my dreams and that she was going to be okay.
