Gone are the days i walked in the streets of Nairobi smilling and laughing at everything stupid i observed on the streat as i tried to reach to my phone hoping to put a smile and laugh to your face and life, now all i do is cry dying slowly in the inside, nothing is funny anymore sometimes i keep wondering what it would be like if people died in their order of birth bt clearly that does not happen in the real world.
At 21 you were not only my sister bt also a friend we planned to do soo many things together talking about how our kids would be like, how we would spend our holidays …. if anyone told me that a day will come that i will lay you to rest undeground i would not believe
At first it felt soo fake and the fact that you died twice in my life it felt like a dream. i went to bed each day hoping i would wake the following day with you either in your world or in my world, hours passed, days followed and now counting, two months are gone bt the movie does not look like it is close to ending
i dont know whether heaven exist but all i hope is that wherever you are you are well… happy and missing me as i am missing you.
you always asked why people cry when people die , and belive me i have tried to research bt i do not know why they do bt until now i at times find myself crying over you bt i hope with time tears will dry and when i think of you all i will do is smile and celebrate your life and always be thankful for your life.
SLEEP SOUND KID SISTER TILL WE MEET AGAIN
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