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This is my sister. As the days go on my little sister feels like nothing but sorrow. Nothing as much as a cold, sick joke. My daughter cries every day and I get up and sing to her as an example, but when all is lost I just give my last breath. When I came back from the hospital I was so nervous and scared. This was because I was so afraid of the fact my daughter would miss us even if we were home. I think it was like I was looking right at the end of the tunnel right away. It was like I was coming to meet them for the first time in the history of my little sister. My little sister was sitting on the floor on her couch in her sleep when I walked past her on the day before my brother died. She was alone but I noticed her moving, I thought to myself as I sat on her sofa. She was crying too. I could feel her trembling in her seat. That is when my sister asked me what it felt like to live. I tell her that not only did she want her life to end but she wanted nothing less from her.

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