by Sarah Cleary
(Catskill, New York)
My sisters name is Tasha she was 23.My name is Sarah and I am 18. Tasha was the best big sister I could ask for. She was my best friend, my Mom (when she wasnt around), my sister, my other half, my ride or die and so much more. One horrible day that was taken away from me. The last time I had spoken to her was January 18,2012 (my birthday) I was getting ready to go out to eat so I was going to call her back. By the time I had gotten in that night it was late so I was going to call her later on that week. A horrible phone call made me miss my chance. Just 9 days later (January 27,2012) I got a painful phone call. The person said, "Sweetie your sister is dead. She committed suicide lastnight and shot herself in the head." After those words went in my ears I dropped to my knees and lost all hope I had. I couldn't believe what was happening. I am still in shock to this day and its almost been a year. I loved her so much more, and I still do. Like they say, "Her love is like the wind, you can't see it but you can feel it" I miss her so much. This has been one of the biggest obstacles that life has thrown my way and im still struggling through this. If anyone could offer advice that would be greatly appreciated, Thanks for listening.