Imagine if you will the year is 1989, the place Augusta, GA. It is an early November morning, and a 13 year old boy has to say good-bye to his father. The boy's father is in the Army and even though there is no war, the father must leave his family being. The father has to go to Korea for a year. A very long year. During this year the boy's father helps out at an orphange. There he meets a little girl. The father writes home and tells about the girl and tells them the question the little girl asked him, "Why did God not love her?" This makes the family cry, all but the little boy. The family wanted to adopte her and the little boy agrees with the families decision to adopt her. But little did the family know the boy, didn't really want her. He was jealous of her. He was the baby of the family and he didn't want anyone to come and ruin it. But after a while the boy started to like the idea of having someone to boss around. Then the year ended and the boy's father comes home without the girl.
Later on the boy's family moved to El Paso, Texas. The year is now 1990 and the boy's father was sent to the Middle East, war was about to begin. Then on a March afternoon, the boy came home and he was given a letter to read. It was from his father, it was about his would be sister. She wasn't coming to the states, in fact she had died. The orphange burned down and she died from the smoke. The boy picked up his clothes basket and went to his room and sat on his bed with his teddy bear and cried. He didn't quite understand, why she she was dead and not him. He left his house, and took his dog for a walk. He was asking God why she was dead. He was feeling guilty at the time since he really didn't want her.
It's been about 15 years now, since that has happend. But I wrote this when I was a lot younger I don't remember when I did. I still don't understand why she died. But now I don't fear death, for I know I will see my younger sister again. And when I do I'll greet her with open arms.
