Walking in my sister's shoes

Alex! Dria! Ready or not, here I come! Where are you ?". "Where can those children be?" Sobbing " I can't find them!"

At this four little ears perk up with eyes sparkling with excitement. "Mom! We're here we no gone!"

Mom smiles, "hey are my two loves, always be with mom and each other. Do you promise to be together?" To which two heads nodded agreeing to always be together. Not knowing what the future holds.

I can remember it like it was yesterday dad, mom, Alex and I were in the car driving home after visiting grandpa and grandma. Grandpa is my favorite as he always hugs me and tells me he loves me. Grandma only says that to my brother. I asked her once if she loves me too and she said that I'm not a boy. I remember running to mom and crying asking her how can I be a boy. But to not lose track. I remember Alex saying that he wanted ice-cream and caramel so while passing the ice-cream store I said, "mom ca we get ice-cream? Cawamel for Alex an sprinkles fo me?. I wish I had kept my mouth shut. Coming out of the store there was a car driving strangely on the road. As mom was about to cross, I saw the car but no mom. I could hear dad screaming and Alex crying but it sounds so far. I kept looking to see mom but all I saw was the car. My life was never the same after that.

Dad took up a job offer overseas citing that he needs to take care of us, but I know the truth it's because he can't bear to look and see mom's reflection. Not on his precious son but on his daughter, a murderer, the one because of whom his love had to die. The day he left I was so hurt as he left us with grandma and grandpa, kissed Alex and did turn back. I lost my mother and now father, he did not even await her funeral. I am so heartbroken.

I stood outside crying after dad left telling him not to leave me, telling him that I need him. I don't even know when it got dark and the rain started, it feels like the heavens are mourning mom's death and dad's leaving with me. Grandpa came and carried me in the house.

That was ten years ago and I have not seen dad once. He talks to Alex but I can't hear his voice. He hates me. Alex hates me. Grandma hates me. They all think I'm a jinx, only grandpa loves me. But he also has left me. Grandma says everywhere I go people die. I am slowly starting to believe. The voices yell at me, everyone's yelling at me calling me names, saying I'm a murderer, saying I'm a jinx. Are they right? Did I kill mom? Did I kill grandpa? Did I make dad leave? Did I make Alex and grandma hate me?