Dying...

I am dying... I can feel it .

You may ask me how. fast but not fast enough, slow but not slow enough. Car crash drunk driver,

It wasn't my fault I saved her though. my sister I saved her I covered her in the impact.

If I said something last to my sister I would say. "Don't be afraid, to be afraid to be brave I love you."

The thing I regret the most. she was only six our parents died, and I left her alone. I couldn't save myself to save her from life, I couldn't come back that night.—Terra