my sister

Hearing his brother singing, makes me remember how my sister used to sing as well. I can't remember what happened or when things happened to make it stop, but yeah, she stopped singing. When we sang as well she'd shut us up. I can't remember since when she has hide into her own shell so much that even singing or hearing others sing bothers her.

I miss those times when we'd put the video tape on the volume high to sing along with the songs we like. And for each tape we'd say which song is our turn to sing and we'd sing at the top of our voices until even the neighbors could hear.

I miss singing together at the top of my voice with my sister. I miss quarreling about which song to sing with my sister. Most of all, I miss the person in my sister who used to be open, cheerful, happy, and kind. All the silliness we'd be having. And I'd give anything to go back to the time where everything changed to stop it so that my sister can continue be the cheerful, happy and kind self she used to be.