love between sisters

I watched my sister in the doorway as her eyes filled with tears as my thoughts from earlier hit me head-on. I looked down in shame as I blamed her for my misfortunes, she was crying for me and I'm sure knowing her that she was feeling guilty all the way.

I felt like the worst person there was right then, I blamed my sister for everything those girls did to me. I blamed another person for denying the real culprits of my situation.

I hugged Michael's sheets, the tremors coming back to me, I wanted to cry because I felt miserable.

I a real ungrateful after all that my sister has done for me, she works for several hours and since I am old enough to understand, I see her squirming with aches after each day. She doesn't take care of herself, she has a look that sucks as the girls from my old high school would say, but she always takes it to heart to give me the best.

I feel Michael's hand on mine and I turn to him, he doesn't look at me, preferring to look at the wall in front of him.

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