And we don't know if she's gonna survive the night. Let alone ever gain consciousness again. I've always wished her dead and I'm hating myself for that. I'd die in her place right now. She had none of the emotional problems I do and was going much farther, much faster. If she dies I don't know what's going to happen to the family. I don't know if it will do something to my mom or dad's mind and they'll forever grieve my sister and forget they still have me. Or if they'll obsess about the loss. I just don't know. And what would it do to me...
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