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[fieldbox= No One Can Replace You, pink, solid]
Today is the day.
Today is the day my sister is leaving us. She has graduated from high school and is now heading for a school down in New York.
I haven't talked to her in days, even if we have been in the same household.
I called her the worst sister ever, and over something so little.
We argued, and before we even have the chance to make up, she's going to be leaving.
She thinks I hate her. She thinks that I would love for her to leave. Then I would get her room, finally getting my own instead of sharing a room with my younger sister.
What would life really be without her though? Even if all we do is fight nowadays.
If she's gone...who is going to annoy me with stupid little rants about their problems? Who am I going to joke with when there's nothing better to do? Who is going to be my older sister?
I can't.
I can't tell her that I will miss her. I can't tell her that I'm sorry. I can't....damage my pride.
She doesn't even seem to care that she will be leaving. It's as though she wants to get away from the family as soon as possible.
Does she really hate the family that much?
We fight. We fight a lot.
Maybe...maybe I don't care.
She seems happy to be leaving us all.
"In a few days I'm outta here!" she would say excitedly.
If she wants to leave us all then I don't care. I don't care if she will be gone. I get her room, that's good enough for me.
Now I get alone time, I don't have to hear any yelling. I could easily avoid my younger sister now, that way we don't have to argue as much either.
This opportunity is perfect.
I walk into my sister's old room. She has already left and now all I have to do is transfer my belongings into this room.
The light shined through the window and onto her bed. The light hit something, causing there to be a glare.
I walk towards the bed and notice it was my sister's headphones.
But...her music..? Wouldn't she want these?
I turn towards the door and looked back at the headphones in my hand. I look around the room before running out the door and onto my motorcycle.
They're just headphones...she could buy a new pair for just fifteen dollars. Why am I going out of my way to give these to her?
I finally made it to the airport. It wasn't hard to find her, she seemed to have gotten there not to long ago.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked after noticing my existence.
"You left these, dumbass." I held up her headphones and she immediately snatched them out my hands.
I rolled my eyes and turned around, no longer wanting to be there. She only seemed to hate me. If that was the case...I should have never come here.
I walked away, towards the exit. I wouldn't have turned around if I didn't here my name being called out.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly.
I was expecting some smart remark. I was expecting the beginning to an argument. I was expecting her to say something about the attitude I gave her.
I wasn't expecting her to hug me. We never....hugged. Does this mean...she cares?
"I'm going to become a chef, just you watch," she told me. "I'll still come to visit you guys."
"Whatever. Get out of here dumb-shit." I chuckled. It was our way to joke, and she knew it.
I pushed her away and watched as she left for her plane.
I hope you know....no one can replace you as my sister. [/fieldbox]
I tried to base it off my older sister because she will be graduating next year and already has big plans. I honestly found it hard to write this because I couldn't imagine my sister ever hugging me and I would HATE to admit that I would actually think like that if she would leave.
Today is the day.
Today is the day my sister is leaving us. She has graduated from high school and is now heading for a school down in New York.
I haven't talked to her in days, even if we have been in the same household.
I called her the worst sister ever, and over something so little.
We argued, and before we even have the chance to make up, she's going to be leaving.
She thinks I hate her. She thinks that I would love for her to leave. Then I would get her room, finally getting my own instead of sharing a room with my younger sister.
What would life really be without her though? Even if all we do is fight nowadays.
If she's gone...who is going to annoy me with stupid little rants about their problems? Who am I going to joke with when there's nothing better to do? Who is going to be my older sister?
I can't.
I can't tell her that I will miss her. I can't tell her that I'm sorry. I can't....damage my pride.
She doesn't even seem to care that she will be leaving. It's as though she wants to get away from the family as soon as possible.
Does she really hate the family that much?
We fight. We fight a lot.
Maybe...maybe I don't care.
She seems happy to be leaving us all.
"In a few days I'm outta here!" she would say excitedly.
If she wants to leave us all then I don't care. I don't care if she will be gone. I get her room, that's good enough for me.
Now I get alone time, I don't have to hear any yelling. I could easily avoid my younger sister now, that way we don't have to argue as much either.
This opportunity is perfect.
I walk into my sister's old room. She has already left and now all I have to do is transfer my belongings into this room.
The light shined through the window and onto her bed. The light hit something, causing there to be a glare.
I walk towards the bed and notice it was my sister's headphones.
But...her music..? Wouldn't she want these?
I turn towards the door and looked back at the headphones in my hand. I look around the room before running out the door and onto my motorcycle.
They're just headphones...she could buy a new pair for just fifteen dollars. Why am I going out of my way to give these to her?
I finally made it to the airport. It wasn't hard to find her, she seemed to have gotten there not to long ago.
"What the hell are you doing here?" she asked after noticing my existence.
"You left these, dumbass." I held up her headphones and she immediately snatched them out my hands.
I rolled my eyes and turned around, no longer wanting to be there. She only seemed to hate me. If that was the case...I should have never come here.
I walked away, towards the exit. I wouldn't have turned around if I didn't here my name being called out.
"What do you want?" I asked coldly.
I was expecting some smart remark. I was expecting the beginning to an argument. I was expecting her to say something about the attitude I gave her.
I wasn't expecting her to hug me. We never....hugged. Does this mean...she cares?
"I'm going to become a chef, just you watch," she told me. "I'll still come to visit you guys."
"Whatever. Get out of here dumb-shit." I chuckled. It was our way to joke, and she knew it.
I pushed her away and watched as she left for her plane.
I hope you know....no one can replace you as my sister. [/fieldbox]
I tried to base it off my older sister because she will be graduating next year and already has big plans. I honestly found it hard to write this because I couldn't imagine my sister ever hugging me and I would HATE to admit that I would actually think like that if she would leave.