Not much...

It doesn't take much imagination for me to see my sister walk through my door. Or to see her lay her hand on my knee as I cry. Or take my hand in her's when I reach out. My heart aches so badly but when I hold her beloved toy dog, Sunny, close...The pain lessens. It's easy to see her walking around. It feels as though no imagination is needed at all. But I know I'm not hallucinating because I have to start these visions. But when I do it feels like I'm in another world...