jeffrey126

Friday, August 22, 2008

It was around nine o’clock pm I was playing video games in my room as usual, Both my parents and my older brother Chris with a grin on his face walk in and shut the door my parents ask me to stop playing and sit on the bed, so I turned off my ps3 and TV and sat down with them that’s when my whole life changed.
First I start by saying "am I in trouble" my dad replied "No" I noticed my dad holding some papers, and my mom holding her big photo album, my mom had tears running down her face and I could tell she was trying to hold them back, I began to think of the worst. Both my parents began by sadly telling me I had a older sister that passed away when I was five years old, they said it straight out because they know I don't like when people kick the daisies referring that I don't like when people talk and never get to the point. First I thought they were joking but my mom kind of started crying, it was a very quiet moment then my dad broke the silence by saying "she died from heart failure at age six" showing me her medical reports, I noticed she was operated a few times, I look at all the doctors that operated her and there were keep a few. I ask my dad why couldn't they do anything to keep her alive, he said the doctors did everything they could, but it wasn’t enough.
Damn I honestly didn't know what to say, my mom handed me a photo that had my sister and I hugging next to a birthday cake, my mom said it was her three year old birthday, then she passed some more photos I look at one of the photos it was us sitting under the Christmas tree with presents. Wow I was shocked and sad, not knowing I had a sister that I played with and did everything with her. At that moment I started to cry a little, my mom hugged me for comfort. I asked my mom and dad why didn't they tell me earlier, well c’mon I am fifteen year old already and almost turning sixteen they should of told me a while ago maybe at age thirteen or somewhere around that age, but fifteen is a little to late, well anyway my dad said it was to hard for both of them to tell me the heartbreaking news. I picked up another photo it was my sister and I sitting in a couch wrapped it two towels in the photo I am looking at the camera and my sister is awkwardly looking down at my feet or my towel. I stared at that photo and how she looked like, I thought to myself wow she is a very beautiful girl and cried a little more thinking to myself I can't believe I had a sister and that she’s gone from my life. My mom still crying said her name was Jocelyn and she was a year older than me, trying to break a smile and stop crying I said "Jocelyn.. That’s a beautiful name".
My dad said to me “Jeffrey please don't cry she is with god in heaven, and will one day meet you there" I smile wiping my tears away and said "Your right dad, one day we will see her again", I hug my dad and tears run down off his face onto my shirt. I asked my brother if he knew about her he answered "Yes, I was eight years old when she passed away I went to the heartbreak of her death, and I loved her so much" he said my mom didn't want him to mention anything to me. He then said to me "I don't think you remember the good times with her but you and her did everything together you two were best friends and she loved you so much". My mom said "We are sorry to have to tell you too late, we didn't want to hurt you at such a young age" I said "It’s ok, thank you guys for telling me" we all hugged together. My dad said, "let us pray together for the death of Jocelyn", we held hands and began to pray.. When we finished my mom told me I could keep some photos of my sister, I grabbed a couple from her photo album, and I said "I will keep them forever" my dad said to me "I don't want this to hurt you in any way, god will be at your side, and one day when he comes and take us we will reunite with your sister in gods kingdom" I said to him trying to break a smile "Yeah your right" I hug both my parents and my brother and told them I loved them, they said “we love you too”. As my parents and my brother were heading out the door they said "Goodnight" and once more "We love you".
Once they left I set the photos of my sister on my desk and got in bed, I look at the time it was ten thirty pm. There I was lying in bed thinking of her.. I say to myself "I love you" and began to tear up, I thought about how would my life be if she were still alive, Wow it would be great to share my life with a older sister, thinking I have an older brother that does everything for me and that loves me, though I think how would it be if I still had a my sister in my life, I reach across my bed and pick up a photo of her from my desk, it's her and my mom laying in bed together, my mom with a big smile looking down on her baby and my sister playing with her cute little toes. I put the photo back on my desk and reach and pick up the photo with her and I sitting on the couch wrapped in towels, that photo is my favorite one, I said to myself "I wish you were still here" and closed my eyes and kissed the photo. I opened my eyes and wiped the tears running down my face onto my pillow, I lay down the photo on my pillow right next to me and wrap myself in my blanket and turn to the photo, I close my eyes and say to myself "You’re always going to be in my heart, I love you Jocelyn" then slowly drift away to sleep.