I was speechless, and still awestruck she had been crying. Her eyes were closed. Read 26418 times |
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I dialed the house number, and waited. My sister layed there, sprawled out on the sofa; eyes glued to the television. I was speechless, and still awestruck she had been crying. Putting my hands firmly but gently on her shoulders, I began to massage her shoulders. Today it was Nightmare on Elm Street. I rolled my eyes, and flopped out on the couch. Then, I hung up. My sister, whose name was Miracle, was quite petite. I could see the look in her eyes. Miracle, my sister, was hurt. Getting up, I walked downstairs quietly to see the back of the couch, and Miracle sitting up, frozen in place. Picking up my cell phone, I cleared my throat.
