Lauren Elizabeth This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

By , Traverse City, MI
She was born when I was five
and she died when I was five.
I was too young to realize
what was going on.
All I understood was that
I was going to have a sister.
A foreign idea
but a fabulous one.
And then
she was gone.
Ten years later,
I don't remember much
except then when I was told
my sister wasn't coming home,
I ran into my parents' closet
and cried.
My parents have a box
filled with her memories.
It is in a cupboard
hidden away.
I do not know if they visit it
but I do.
There are letters
from people I do not even know
and pictures of her.
I never knew her
and I never will.
But she will always remain
my sister.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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peapod416 said...
Nov. 28, 2011 at 4:59 pm
This exact event happened to me.  I was going to have a little sister and brother and then they were gone.  I was 4 when my brother died and 5 when my sister died same as you. I understand your pain completely :)
 
bethrenee said...
Jun. 13, 2011 at 10:56 pm
We have been so grateful to your family for the joy you brought us, and the pain you stopped in our lives...  but we do forget about the pain you also felt.  A great poem... such a talented young lady!
 
Grand9 said...
Jun. 12, 2011 at 11:45 am
Loved this poem.  We never know how much a little one is hurting since we are in so much pain ourselves.
 
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