“Just a few minutes of sleep. Just a few” I thought to myself as I drifted off to sleep.
“Sister come play with me” someone called out. I looked behind myself and saw Tracey, my little sister. I feel to my knees. Tracey walked up to me. My eyes began to tear up.
“What’s the matter? You don’t want to play with me Alexis” she questioned?
“Nothing is wrong. I just miss you so much” I mutter as I held out my arms to give her a hug.
“I never went anywhere” she said while I hugged her tightly. She was so warm.
“I love you” I stated as I let her go.
“Love you too. Now lets play” she said. I got up and she ran off giggling. I chased after her.
“Slow down Tracey” I yelled out. She was running so fast that I lost sight of her.
“Tracey where are you” I screamed out.
“Over here” she yelled back.
“Where” I asked?
“Here” she answered. I began running in circles until I was stopped by a sound of a gun shot.
“Tracey” I shouted out. There was no answer.
“Tracey” I repeated. Still no answer. I scrabbled around roaring out Tracey’s name.
I stopped dead in my tracks. I saw Tracey laying on the floor with blood surrounding her. I slowly walked towards her. I kneeled down at her side.
“Tracey come on. We not done playing” I said while shaking her.
“Please get up. Please” I begged. I knew she was gone but I didn’t want to believe it. I looked at the ground and cried for a while.
“Why did you let that boy shot me” Tracey asked? I looked up and saw Tracey standing up with the blood still dripping out of her chest.
“I-I-I couldn’t do anything” I stammered.
“LIES! You could have prevented me from getting shot but you just had to get home quicker and now look I got a bullet in my heart” she responded.
“I wanted to get us home faster.”
“No. You wanted to get home faster so that you could talk on the phone with you boyfriend. Being so selfish done got me shot” she said. I started to weep.
“To late to cry now. The damage is done” she said while pointing at the bullet wound.
“I’m . . . . sorry” I said in-between cries. She grabbed my hand and put it up against her chest. There was no heart beat.
“Saying I’m sorry won’t make me come back” she said as she walked away. I broke down in tears. I sat on the floor and cried and cried.
“Stop blaming yourself” Tracey said as she sat in front of me.
“Stop changing your view on the situation” I snapped.
“Well every time you change your mind. I change mind. So what is it gone be? Creepy Tracey or nice Tracey.” she asked?
“I was being stubborn and if I wasn’t in a r-” I said.
“That’s enough of that. It wouldn’t have made a difference. It was my time to leave this world” she interrupted.
“You left to early.”
“I left on time and I will always see you as my sister and never will I blame you for my death. I forgive you for whatever you think you did wrong.”
“But I can’t sleep knowing that the boy who shot you is still living while you ten feet under.”
“He is only human. He is grieving way more then you think. He is being known as the boy who shot that poor innocent little girl. He has to face the rest of his life with that on his back. Let him live so that he can do better.”
“ I still feel anger and sorrow.”
“Only because you are learning to forgive so the anger and sorrow are trying to overcome your body.”
“I love you and I will miss you always.”
“Same here” she said as she got up and walked away. I waved goodbye.
“Got to go back up to the big guy upstairs. Grandma said she loves you” she said as she vanished in the light.
I woke up from my dream shaky. I looked at the boys on the corner and I felt nothing. I didn’t feel anger nor pain. I started the car back up and drove off.
“I’ll let him live another day” I said smiling. I looked up at the night sky. I knew for sure that Tracey was smiling down at me.
