i lost alot of people, and im starting to get a few back. one, one
was my best friend, my big sister. there were 4 of us, 2 younger, 2
older..but we lost our big sisters, my 2 big sisters were my role
models, my inspiration. back then, back in them days they didnt
think much of them selves, but my big sisters were perfect to me, i
hated seeing them go through the things they did, but now, i speak
to the other every now and then, and neither of them seem to get
bad anymore. they are happy almost all the time, they're scars are
healing when im still getting more. just wish my big sisters never
left and looked after us when they said they always would. sorry,
needed to let that out.