It has been a long time since I saw you, a very long time actually. You used to come to me but you don't anymore. It's hard to think that I could ever forget the blood stained walls I came home to that day. You were my very best friend, my sister. He took you from me yet in court he said he thought I was the one he would find there. I live with that everyday. He came in the house that day thinking you would be at tennis and I would be home but we traded days so that I could go out on a "secret"… Continue