Missing Sister
I can still hear my sister’s voice ringing through my mind screaming, “Mary Catherine! Mary Catherine help me!!” I walk with my head down through the cold air, avoiding the eyes of other students on campus. An image of my sister thrashing around in the back of a car continuously plays through my mind. My sister, Sarah, went missing at the end of the summer. I remember hearing the shrill shriek when she was pulled from her bed in the middle of the night, and the face of someone I loved pulling her away from me. Every day I think of the memories I have of my sister, but somehow they always twist into the nightmare I know she is living. A snowball fight turns into Sarah lying face down in the snow, her sleeping peacefully in her …show more content…
I hear the whispers of other students saying, “That’s the girl with the missing sister.” I walk into my class and the nervous eyes of my classmates follow me to my seat. I flash a slight smile to my boyfriend, Scott, in the seat beside me. The professor walks up to the podium and begins teaching, but her …show more content…
Suddenly the door flew open and my brother ran into the room. His eyes were glazed over and I could smell the alcohol radiating off of him. “Vincent, long time no see.” He turned on his heel and looked me dead in the eyes. “How did you get here?” he snarled. “I knew you’d be here. Every time you left you came crawling to this bar, how could I possibly forget?” my voice shook as I spoke to this man who was basically a stranger. Vincent began stalking around the room, his eyes shining with pure hatred. I backed into the corner as my brother drew closer. “You never cared when I left home; everything was always about you and precious little Sarah. You were happy to see me go.” I shook my head, “Vincent, we love-” my words were cut short as I heard a loud bang, and felt a sharp pain in my chest. I sank to the floor and blood pooled around me. “You don’t love me, and I never loved you.” were the last words I heard as my eyes fluttered
I can still hear my sister’s voice ringing through my mind screaming, “Mary Catherine! Mary Catherine help me!!” I walk with my head down through the cold air, avoiding the eyes of other students on campus. An image of my sister thrashing around in the back of a car continuously plays through my mind. My sister, Sarah, went missing at the end of the summer. I remember hearing the shrill shriek when she was pulled from her bed in the middle of the night, and the face of someone I loved pulling her away from me. Every day I think of the memories I have of my sister, but somehow they always twist into the nightmare I know she is living. A snowball fight turns into Sarah lying face down in the snow, her sleeping peacefully in her …show more content…
I hear the whispers of other students saying, “That’s the girl with the missing sister.” I walk into my class and the nervous eyes of my classmates follow me to my seat. I flash a slight smile to my boyfriend, Scott, in the seat beside me. The professor walks up to the podium and begins teaching, but her …show more content…
Suddenly the door flew open and my brother ran into the room. His eyes were glazed over and I could smell the alcohol radiating off of him. “Vincent, long time no see.” He turned on his heel and looked me dead in the eyes. “How did you get here?” he snarled. “I knew you’d be here. Every time you left you came crawling to this bar, how could I possibly forget?” my voice shook as I spoke to this man who was basically a stranger. Vincent began stalking around the room, his eyes shining with pure hatred. I backed into the corner as my brother drew closer. “You never cared when I left home; everything was always about you and precious little Sarah. You were happy to see me go.” I shook my head, “Vincent, we love-” my words were cut short as I heard a loud bang, and felt a sharp pain in my chest. I sank to the floor and blood pooled around me. “You don’t love me, and I never loved you.” were the last words I heard as my eyes fluttered