| It Killed Me When My Sister Ran Away... Hello my name is L. and my sister would always hit me, call me fat, call me ugly, and if other poeple would do it, it wouldn't hurt. But I love my sister, and when someone you love hits you it hurts more than anything in the world. If someone who you love has hurt you with words or with their fist, then you know what I am talking about but if you don't then you can't possibly imagine. But, it killed me when she would run away and not come back for days. The things that were racing in my mind were killing me. The things that I thought happened to her. The questions in my mind were eating me alive! Was she raped? Does she have money? Did someone hurt her? Did someone KILL her?! Oh God you don't know how many times I thought my sister was laying somewhere dead on the side of the road or alley or house ect. The pain I felt! How she would just pick up and run away like that. It killed me! I would sit in her room, lay on her bed just hoping that she was alright, hope nothing happened, hoping that she was safe at a friend's or family's house, hope nothing bad happened, hoping that she was alive, hoping she was not hurt in any way, hoping that my big sister would come back. And never run away, never leave. So to all of you who think about running away don't unless where you live is really bad. Then go to a family or friend's.
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