Lonely

I remember some good times that you and me had when we went to Mexico. We had a great time. I was 15 and you were 16. After a few years passed, you got older and got a job. You worked very hard. Everyday I used to come by and say hi to you. Every once in awhile we used to hang out and party. We had so much fun together. I loved you so much sister. I remember one day I came home, I was mad. They fired me from work. You asked me if I was ok. I said, "No. Get out of my way!" I pushed you. You fell on the floor. You got up and started arguing with me. You yelled at me. I yelled at you. I said some things that hurt your feelings. You left and ran away, took my car keys. I chased after you. I took our uncle's car to follow you. I wanted you to come back home. It was raining and storming. It was dark outside. I saw you were driving very fast. I slowed down. You looked behind, turned the steering wheel and went in the other lane. You crashed into the other car. Your car flipped over and exploded. I got out of my car and ran to you. I was scared, terrified that you were gone and I would never see you again. The only thing I saw was the car. I tried to look for you and couldn't find you. The fire department and ambulances came. I left and went to an alley. I sat down on the ground by myself, with no one around. I closed my eyes and started thinking, why did this happen now? I was lost and lonely and felt so sad. I love you and I miss you. I wish you could hear me if you are in heaven right now. I wish you were beside me, holding my hand very tight. We were so close, together. Now without you I feel like no one. I made a bad choice to argue with you. Now I see the consequences that happen to people like me. I don't want any one else in the family to get hurt by anger. We are going to miss you sister. RIP Rest in Peace.