She's dead. She isn't coming back. This is a story of a 14 year old girl named North Hanson who is going into high school. She lost her older sister, Ireland. Ireland died in a fatal car crash when she was coming home from her volleyball game at 10...
Ireland walked down the stairs with her volleyball bag slung over her shoulder. While she was walking down the stairs North was waiting at the bottom of the stairs for Ireland. Ireland smiled at her and stood at the last step letting her smile turn into a frown realizing she was upset about something. "What's wrong Shawty?" Ireland asked with a frown on her face. Shawty had always been Ireland's nickname for North because of how small she was when she was born and it had always stuck. "You said that we were gonna go out and eat, just the two of us Ireland!" North said yelling at Ireland making her flinch. "I'm sorry North, I forgot, I have a volleyball tournament today, how about we go tomorrow or on Saturday?" Ireland said calmly with a small smile on her face trying to calm her little sister down. When North looked at her sisters smile she started to calm down. That was the thing about Ireland's smile, she could smile at anyone and it would automatically calm them down and make them smile too. North sighed and nodded a little "You're right, I'm sorry" she said hugging Ireland. "It's alright but I have to go Shawty, Love ya" Ireland said as she hugged North back and told her family that she was leaving. Ireland ran out the door and got in her car. She drove off waving goodbye to North. 6 Hours Later Ireland's team had won all their games against all 3 teams. She smiled to herself as she couldn't wait to tell North. North always loved hearing about how Ireland would serve perfectly and how she would hit awesome spikes. Ireland was brought out of her thoughts when her and North's song came on, Fast Car by Tracy Chapman. Her face lit up and she blasted the stereo basically screaming the lyrics. She stopped singing when she heard her phone buzz. She looked down at her phone and read: Baby Boy💕: Wow that's awesome baby girl! I'm so proud of you! Can't wait to see you on Sunday. I love you and drive safe😘❤️ Ireland smiled at the message that she had got from her boyfriend, Andrew. Andrew was a senior and he had just graduated. Ireland was going into her senior year. She picked her phone up to text him back real quick. Before she knew it she was going down a hill way too fast and couldn't stop. Everything went black. North's Point Of View: I just found out nearly an hour ago that Ireland was gone. She had died on scene. I don't know what I'm gonna do without her. Tate, my 3 year old brother waddled into my room. He knew what was happening. He crawled onto my bed and wiggled his way into my arms. We sat there cuddling and crying all night long. We were the Hanson sisters. Ireland and I. Now I'm just North Hanson. Not the Hanson sisters. Not Ireland Hanson. Just North Hanson.
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