A Soldiers Sister

A Soldiers Sister

A Story by trumpetgirl78

   "Hey baby sis, I miss you! I know it's been a while since I've been able to write I've just been so busy, yah know being the worlds super-hero. It's not that bad down here but I'd rather be home. But,  don't you worry I'll be home before you know it! We are about to head out to a mission i better go. See you in a few weeks, love you. Hey, don't be kissin on any more boys while I'm gone I'll have to show them my bad side! haha bye!"
6 weeks later..
I could feel every drop of rain hit my face as if it was telling me to wake up from the dream that i couldn't escape. But every time I'd close my eyes and open them again your casket still was lying in the same place from the time I closed my eyes. I couldn't breathe; it seems like since I've learned of your death breath wasn't able to escape my lungs. Maybe losing you is too hard. But, no that won't change anything; me wanting you back will just make me hurt more. You we're or are my big brother, how can i not hurt how can i not want you back in my life. 
Three men dressed in military uniforms lined up with hard faces. Each face looked hidden from emotion, frozen in time, and the same. But even though they all had the same hard look on there face they all had a different story behind there eyes. Did my brother look so confident before he died? Or was he in to much- The loud sound of a gunshot struck me out of my stare, with a  sudden jump another shot was fired. I stood there to numb to cry anymore. I didn't know the meaning of the nine shots that were fired by the men, but only that it meant something important.
After the three men shot the nine-shot salute they rolled on there heals and faced us. They brought there hands up in a perfect salute and walked behind the crowd. Everything was silent but the illumination of my mom crying. She sounded out of breath but she never stopped crying.. But the thing that bothered me the most is that she hasn't seen my brother and I in ten years. She ran out on us because she cared more about her new boyfriend  and drugs that she didn't care what happened to us. So i don't understand why she's here. I just wanted this day to be over.

© 2013 trumpetgirl78


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Added on June 1, 2013
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A Story by trumpetgirl78