Around nine or ten o'clock that night my mom and dad get a call from the sheriff department telling them that they need to come and identify their daughter's body...what? The last time we saw her she was as happy as can be.
When we get to their house our sister is lying in the middle of the floor with a hole in the middle of her head. Her two friends were just sitting on the couch looking like they were in shock and kind of sad.
They kept saying "It was a accident we were just playing around with the gun and it went off".
The police investigated and determined it was an accident. They couldn't find enough evidence to take it to trial. We always felt like it was more to the story and believed it was some kind of personal disagreement or something between the three of them that caused our sister's death.
Because of friendships gone bad these kind of tragedies can happen. A husband left without a wife, children left without a mother, mother and father left without a child, sisters and brothers left without a sister. An entire family suffers because someone trusted their friend.
I will never forget seeing our sister lying there lifeless. This was so unfair, so sad, and she was so young (thirty-six years old). She had so much more to do in life...what about her children? Never to see their mom again. Sure others can love her children and take care of them, but no one can replace the mom that was taken away from them.
After all those years I still have flashbacks and if I do, I'm sure my other sisters and brothers do too, and if they do...then what about her babies left behind?
I know for one thing that through memories our sister will always be with us. We just have to keep the faith that she is definitely in heaven and happy.
