'Lost Possession' - part 2

The body was, in fact, my sister's boyfriend, Jacob. He died of a car crash about one week ago. His rugged clothes and worn out sandals shown that he had been walking for a long time. He had stubble all over his chin and his facial features stood against his rugged body. His facial features had been deeply chiseled into his face, and made him look handsome. He had been tanned brown probably under the scorching sun. Found on his body were his little but seemingly precious belongings. One of them was tightly clutched in his hand when he was found. Now blood stained, the couple's watch stood against the brown cardboard box. His belongings were passed to us. Between the belongings in the box, a clean white sheet of papers was neatly folded and hidden at the corner. My sister read it and broke down into tears. I, not being able to read, stood and watched as the various expressions were plastered on my family members' faces. I wanted to comfort my sister so much but just as I was about to hug her, I started to have one of my fits. Im the process, I hit against my sister and dropped the box, bringing it down with a clash. My sister entered into a ridiculously furious fit and pushed me. I tumbled backwards, hit my head against the wall and blacked out. I woke up and found myself on a hospital bed. I remembered what happened and wanted to say to my sister that I was sorry. She was nowhere to be seen. I was alone in the room. I looked around and raced outside, just in time to see my sister being pulled out of the hospital. She was enraged.


As I grew older, I grew to become more aware of my surroundings, thinking of others before myself, thinking how my actions may affect others. I desperately kept myself in check and studied well, with my sister's sanity burdened unto my shoulder. I was saddened by my actions and tried to keep myself in control.

Now that I am older, I am more cautious and thoughtful. I occasionally visit my sister, who had plunged herself into darkness and unplugged herself from the mortal world. Her desperate search for Jacob had pushed her mentality to the limit and caused me to be more careful. I am still looking, but I know I will never find my sister's sanity ever again.