"Michael wake up!" I was awaken by my dad who was panicking and crying. he was saying something but I was not able to understand.
I looked at my clock, it was excatly 3 am."dad what's the matter?" I asked him rubbing my eyes. "your sister, melody she ...she...." and dad started to cry.
"oh why are you waking me up,if melody did something!" I said going back to sleep. "melody she.....she...b....ll...blood blood !!" dad was trying to make meaningful sentence but as soon as he said blood, my guard was up. "melody what happened to her?? What do you mean by melody blood? dad!" I was panicking and I pushed dad away and ran towards Melodys room.
as I reached her room, I could hear mom's voice crying "melody dear wake up, wake up melody please!!" there was a pool of blood near her bathroom. I quickly ran in her bathroom.
There she was, blood coming from her wrist. she was in the same bra and panty as she was in the afternoon. the whole bathroom floor was covered with blood. Mom was shaking melody but nothing happened.
"melody, wake up melody! what you did melody, why you did it? melody." I myself tried to shake and wake her up. I didn't wanted her to go away. not like this. Not in this way. not now, she is too young for it!
she opened her eyes, "melody!" I say squeezing her wrist to stop bleeding. "Mom call the ambulance!" I shouted. but dad had already did called them. "melody stay with me please! " I said looking into melodys eyes. she smiled and gave me her most tightest and most warmest hug I ever had."Please don't go away." I said squeezing her wrist harder. she smiled and from her free hand gave me a piece of paper. "what's it melody?" I said taking it.
" I am going away" she said . "no your not. no melody just no!" and she closed her eyes.
the next thing I remember is that after Melodys funeral that afternoon, a police officer came to our house to ask wether melody left some note behind which could explain why she did it?
I was sitting in my room when I opened the note.
which said
" dear Michael.
if you are reading this than maybe I am either dead or in the hospital. Michael I have always loved you and kept the distances for a reason I can never tell you. I am ending my life for reasons which again I can't tell you. but remember of me as a good person even though I have been not. but remember I have always loved you the most, more than my life. and I am sorry for sleeping with your boyfriend. I am sorry for being a bitch. I am sorry!
melody."
how can I tell her now that it wasn't her fault. it was not her fault from the beginning. how can I beg for my forgiveness from my sister who actually was never wrong?