Love of Sisters
Had a dream last night that my sister died...and there was nothing I could do. I woke up in the morning and ran to check on her. Feeling a little paranoid... my body shaking... she is the most important thing in my life.
I reach for her
Our fingers touch before she is taken
I scream
I fight
I kick
I cry out in agony.
Nothing stops the moment from appearing
I see her innocent face
Scared, yet encouragingly brave
Weak and helpless, stubborn and unwilling
I have to save her
I wake up screaming.
Running to her room
Tripping on all her toys thrown about
Holding her in my arms
Leaning her head against my chest
Checking her pulse.
Will she have a pulse?
Did she really die just like my dream?
I place two fingers on her neck
I sigh as I feel her precious heartbeat.
I place my fingers on my wrist
Making sure I'm alive myself.
Laying my head on hers, I hear my gasps for air
Never could love be stronger, than the love of two sisters.
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