Descriptive Essay About Still Alive

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Still Alive

Bleach blonde hair, blue eyes. That was my big sister. People knew her based on that hair that would glow in the sunlight and those ice blue eyes that would caress your soul every time you looked into them. She had a warm look about her that would make you feel warm and as though you wanted to talk to her and become her friend. She was a loving, caring person up until she started high school. As her freshman year went on, there was a change in her. Her hair glowed a little less and her eyes dulled. There was no more happiness behind her smile. There was nothing anymore. It felt as though something had taken a part of her and it didn’t look like she was getting it back. No one suspected a thing. It looked like
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I went to a slight panic and grabbed the phone. “Dad?”
“What’s going on? I haven’t heard from you guys all day.”
“We are on our way to a psychiatric hospital. She’s going to be there for a few days. Everything is fine. She’s fine.”
“Okay. Thank god. When can I see her? I miss her. I want to see her.”
“Your Mom and I are on our way home to pack a bag for her, so she has some stuff. We will go visit her during visitor hours tomorrow.”
“Okay sounds good.”
“We’ll see you in a few.”
“Okay. I love you. Bye.”
“I love you too. Bye.”
My heart broke a little bit that day, knowing my sister was so unhappy that she didn’t want to be here anymore. I felt like the whole thing was my fault. I knew something was wrong, but I never knew it was this serious. It felt as though the love I was giving her just wasn’t enough to keep her alive.
I had taken her for granted, along with all the things she did for me. One doesn’t begin to appreciate what they have until they have almost lost it. It felt as though a piece of my heart was missing. The feeling of sadness was worse than losing a loved one because the dead will rest in peace, while my sister continues to suffer. It was heartbreaking knowing how unhappy she was. She affected me in ways I didn’t even know someone could affect so strongly.
My sister has always affected me emotionally, but this time it hit me hard. If she were in a bad mood, it would put me in a bad mood. If she was giggly and I was mad, she always put me
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