February 4th, 2012 at 10:42AM
I Wish I Could Every day I see something about a brother hating his sister. About him wanting her to die. But he doesn’t realize what he’s saying. He doesn’t know just how special that girl is. To have someone in your family, another you, someone you know you can trust, a best friend you’ll always have. It’s always the “annoying” things that I wish I would’ve had the most. Going to say it was time for dinner, helping them when they’re sick, spending time with them, letting them know every day how much I love them. To most people that sounds like an every day routine, and I suppose for those people, it is. But not a lot of people do it. This world has been deprived of love in a lot of cases. No one knows what I would’ve given just to even meet my sister. Just once. She was coming over to help me. From another country, she was pregnant, and worried about me. My dad was keeping it a surprise. Why? Because my entire life up until I was 11, I really wanted a sister, and hated being alone. Before she left for her way over, my parents explained to me, that I had a sister. I was beyond excited. There WAS someone in my family other than me. I don’t know what was on that truck driver’s mind. I don’t know why he chose that particular day, that particular road. Maybe it was a broken heart. Maybe he just had an addiction and doesn’t deserve any form of forgiveness. I haven’t forgave him still today. I don’t drink alcohol. Every time I look down a bottle or a glass, I’m reminded of that day. The day I got told that my sister and her unborn baby were killed in a car accident. By a drunk driver. Don’t ever drink and drive. You never know what you’re destroying.

I Wish I Could

Every day I see something about a brother hating his sister. About him wanting her to die. But he doesn’t realize what he’s saying. He doesn’t know just how special that girl is. To have someone in your family, another you, someone you know you can trust, a best friend you’ll always have. It’s always the “annoying” things that I wish I would’ve had the most. Going to say it was time for dinner, helping them when they’re sick, spending time with them, letting them know every day how much I love them. To most people that sounds like an every day routine, and I suppose for those people, it is. But not a lot of people do it. This world has been deprived of love in a lot of cases.

No one knows what I would’ve given just to even meet my sister. Just once. She was coming over to help me. From another country, she was pregnant, and worried about me. My dad was keeping it a surprise. Why? Because my entire life up until I was 11, I really wanted a sister, and hated being alone. Before she left for her way over, my parents explained to me, that I had a sister. I was beyond excited. There WAS someone in my family other than me.

I don’t know what was on that truck driver’s mind. I don’t know why he chose that particular day, that particular road. Maybe it was a broken heart. Maybe he just had an addiction and doesn’t deserve any form of forgiveness. I haven’t forgave him still today.

I don’t drink alcohol. Every time I look down a bottle or a glass, I’m reminded of that day. The day I got told that my sister and her unborn baby were killed in a car accident. By a drunk driver.

Don’t ever drink and drive. You never know what you’re destroying.

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November 17th, 2011 at 8:47PM

I Love You, Sis

I never got to meet you. I dreamed of doing so every night. When my dad told me I had a sister, I was so excited. I grew up feeling like someone else was out there, and I always wanted a sister. And I heard you were pregnant, so I was gonna be an uncle. At eleven years old, even. You were coming over to help me. You had so many battles over there in France, between your ‘parents’ and all the people that tried to hold you back. Still, after hearing about me, you rushed over to see me. One drunk fool too many later, and I hear about your death. We still don’t even know where your grave is, for sure, ten years later. I miss you, even though I never met you. I wish I could have. I know I will one day, but I just wish I could’ve seen you in person one time. I feel you near me all the time, I just know it’s you. You were and still are (I’m sure) so, so beautiful. I hear you were a wonderful woman. I’m so jealous of my dad that he got to meet you and I didn’t. Elektra LaShante. God I miss you. I remember when you’d call my dad while we were on the road, those talks when I didn’t know who you were at first. When I did and I heard your voice, I felt something different, something I never have and never will feel ever again. I can’t even take a sip of alcohol without feeling guilty. People that just get drunk on the spot upset me so much, it’s like it makes me remember this all over again. I will never forget you, my wonderful sister. Please watch over me. I promise I’ll be in Heaven one day too. Then we’ll never let each other go.

Rest In Peace, Elektra LaShante. I love you, sis.

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