My parents had gone out for the night
, and the house was left alone to me and my sister. Nothing unusual
happened all the time.
It was just a normal day.
"Hey Chris," my sister said, peering through my doorway. "I'm gonna go out with my friends tonight... Don't tell mom and dad."
I could have ended it there.
"Sure" I said, thinking
, what could happen anyway? She was a perfectly good driver and wasn't some person who would run out getting drunk
. So, what the heck
? There's no point in fretting about it.
I sat at my computer
, staring at the screen
, playing around a few games
here and there. It got kind of late. I glanced at the clock. It was 1:00 AM
. My parents were due home any minute
. I called my sister on her cell phone
. Dead line.
My parents didn't come home for another hour. They finally got home, and I was very worried. Still, what could have happened? Maybe she stayed out a bit later than she should have and didn't catch the time. My parents got home.
"Where is your sister?" my mother shouted
, seeing that she was nowhere to be found. I just digged my foot into the ground
. I bit my lips
and said "I don't know
I went to bed later that night. That morning I woke up to a mother and father sobbing in the living room.
My sister was dead.
She had been killed by a drunk driving down the street, mere minutes from our house
. Her best friend got critically injured
, though lived, but not without losing a leg.
I still can't look back and feel as if it wasn't my fault... If only I hadn't let her go. I could have stopped it... Yet I didn't.