Not 1, But 2

April 19, 2011
By Kelly Milicia BRONZE, Fairfield, Connecticut
Kelly Milicia BRONZE, Fairfield, Connecticut
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My heart races to a
As I look up and see my sister
Plummet into the muddy grass
As I watch her get carried off the field
My eyes swell with tears

After my sister’s long wait in the doctor’s office
I listen to my mom’s words roll
Off her tongue and
Then the bitterness stings in my mouth
As my sour tears trample over my face
My hands tremble as I clutch my sister
I whisper in her ear
Telling Sarah
She is my role model, my hero, my sister
Her warm soothing breath on my shoulder
Relaxes me, giving me a reassuring comfort

Not 1, but 2 surgeries
That night seeing her pain aches me inside
Her tense muscles
Her teary eyes
Her strength
Makes my stomach lurk and
I try
I try to make her cheerful
Be the absolute best sister I can be
And I keep telling her
Sarah you are the strongest women in the world
And to me Sarah is the strongest women in the world

The author's comments:
I hope you all enjoy this piece about my closest friend, my sister!

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