My sister died when I was 3, in the tsunami in 2004. I can hardly remember her. She died trying to save me. Her arms kept me above the water after the wave came, I felt her arms slip away, I thought that she was coming up, but when she did, she was dead. All we had wanted was a nice family christmas but it ended up as a tradgic event that would change our lives for ever. It's her 17th birthday tommorow, she should still be here, it should have been me. I will never be able to forgive myself. I hate christmas and birthdays, it just brings back bad memories. The wave came and down i went with my whole family including my 2 sisters. I will never be whole again.