On May ³rd of this year I was sound asleep when my phone rang at about 2:45am. It was a private number when I answered it was the police, they were trying to find my house. He told me my sister had gotten into a bike accident and passed away. I will never forget that night, it haunts me every single day.
My sister and I had a very special bond, not only were we sisters but we were best friends. There wasn't one day that went by where we didnt speak. I keep thinking back on our last conversation and the last time I seen her not knowing it would be my last. My heart is completely broken and I am afriad I will never be okay again.
It's been almost 3 months but it feels like it was just yesterday. Everyone keeps saying it will get better but for me it is just becoming more painful as time goes on. I resent all my friends and have been isolating myself from the rest of my family, I feel so sad that I have nothing to say. It seems so unfair to me that people are having fun and laughing while I'm stuck in this nightmare. Every morning I wake up and have to ask myself if this real life?
