My Sister

I heard my parents talking about my older sister... But, Cella is always out with her friends doing drugs and dumb things. But, I'll go talk to her for once. -I walk up to Cella's room- Cella, can I talk to you..? ...I guess. Cella, why did you start doing drugs after Jun had leukemia? It's not my fault..-Cella starts tearing up- Who would want their brother to have leukemia..? I might as well just risk it all and just die. Cella, you don't need to die to get over this.. We can all go through it and go out of it..