As I painted my nails a rich purple, my mom spoke the words that would change my life forever.It hit me like a bug on a windshield.
“Your sister is in the hospital.”
I dropped the nail polish and stared numbly at my mom.All could say was: “Take me to her.”
It was all I asked. I knew that she had been hurt; my mom didnt have to tell me that.when I layed my eyes on her I burst into tears. My….my sister had a tube down her throat and cuts all over her.her face was swollen and purple just like my nails. I walked over to her and held her hand. I sank to my knees and rested my forehead on the guardrail on the hospital bed.
The doctor came in and stood silently waiting for me to compose myself. When I came to, the doctor told me that my sister and tried to commit suicide. She had jumped off of a bridge.
I didn’t want to understand. She had seemed so happy and sure of herself. She had a future.
Now as I gaze up at my sister in her shiny graduation gown,I smile with pride.
My sister had gotten through it.