Lucy

Like, and the more like I got connected to the outside world, you know, and had other friends, um, the less I felt like she showed up. I feel like she showed up less and less, but I still remember talking to her a lot. I would do the same thing where I would close my door and just play and talk to her. And I would ride my bike.

And now I was old enough that I could go all the way around the island. So I would talk to her a lot while I was going all the way around the island. So I remember continuing to talk to her till I was around 10. I don't remember the last time I saw her. This is a great pain of mine because I wish I could. I do feel that she said goodbye to me, but I can't recall that specific memory.

And now I was old enough that I could go all the way around the island. So I would talk to her a lot while I was going all the way around the island. So I remember continuing to talk to her till I was around 10. I don't remember the last time I saw her. This is a great pain of mine because I wish I could. I do feel that she said goodbye to me, but I can't recall that specific memory.

And now I was old enough that I could go all the way around the island. So I would talk to her a lot while I was going all the way around the island. So I remember continuing to talk to her till I was around 10. I don't remember the last time I saw her. This is a great pain of mine because I wish I could. I do feel that she said goodbye to me, but I can't recall that specific memory.

I remember being really sad because I couldn't talk to her anymore. And I was so sad that I wrote a poem about it. And I gave that poem to my mom for Mother's Day about how much I miss Lauren and that I wished that I could connect with her. I still remember part of it.

I remember being really sad because I couldn't talk to her anymore. And I was so sad that I wrote a poem about it. And I gave that poem to my mom for Mother's Day about how much I miss Lauren and that I wished that I could connect with her. I still remember part of it.

I remember being really sad because I couldn't talk to her anymore. And I was so sad that I wrote a poem about it. And I gave that poem to my mom for Mother's Day about how much I miss Lauren and that I wished that I could connect with her. I still remember part of it.

If only I could tell you, if only you could see, if only you were here and were standing next to me, I would tell you that I loved you and that I always cared, that you were always with me, especially when I was scared. And there's like at least three more verses that's like, I remember saying she's behind like an angel guarded door or something. It's very saccharine, but I was 11, okay? Yeah.

If only I could tell you, if only you could see, if only you were here and were standing next to me, I would tell you that I loved you and that I always cared, that you were always with me, especially when I was scared. And there's like at least three more verses that's like, I remember saying she's behind like an angel guarded door or something. It's very saccharine, but I was 11, okay? Yeah.

If only I could tell you, if only you could see, if only you were here and were standing next to me, I would tell you that I loved you and that I always cared, that you were always with me, especially when I was scared. And there's like at least three more verses that's like, I remember saying she's behind like an angel guarded door or something. It's very saccharine, but I was 11, okay? Yeah.

So around this time, I am 10-ish. My sister is 23 and she is really making an effort to connect with me. And I think, you know, she was finally somewhat successful in her life. She was in nursing school and she really, she did everything she could to kind of protect me from our mom so that I didn't have to undergo the extent of the damage that mom had done to her.

So around this time, I am 10-ish. My sister is 23 and she is really making an effort to connect with me. And I think, you know, she was finally somewhat successful in her life. She was in nursing school and she really, she did everything she could to kind of protect me from our mom so that I didn't have to undergo the extent of the damage that mom had done to her.

So around this time, I am 10-ish. My sister is 23 and she is really making an effort to connect with me. And I think, you know, she was finally somewhat successful in her life. She was in nursing school and she really, she did everything she could to kind of protect me from our mom so that I didn't have to undergo the extent of the damage that mom had done to her.

But she was just a child trying to survive when we were kids too. So I don't hold this against her whatsoever. But she would come and get me for the weekend. I would go and stay with her. It felt really special. I felt really, really special to be able to do that with her.

But she was just a child trying to survive when we were kids too. So I don't hold this against her whatsoever. But she would come and get me for the weekend. I would go and stay with her. It felt really special. I felt really, really special to be able to do that with her.

But she was just a child trying to survive when we were kids too. So I don't hold this against her whatsoever. But she would come and get me for the weekend. I would go and stay with her. It felt really special. I felt really, really special to be able to do that with her.

And then after I had given my mom the poem about Lauren, Jennifer and I were in the car together and we're talking about the poem. And she's like, do you remember what you said to me when you were a little girl? And I was like, Yes, I do. And she was like, do you know why I got so upset? And I was like, no. And she said, it's because mom blamed me for Lauren's death.

And then after I had given my mom the poem about Lauren, Jennifer and I were in the car together and we're talking about the poem. And she's like, do you remember what you said to me when you were a little girl? And I was like, Yes, I do. And she was like, do you know why I got so upset? And I was like, no. And she said, it's because mom blamed me for Lauren's death.

And then after I had given my mom the poem about Lauren, Jennifer and I were in the car together and we're talking about the poem. And she's like, do you remember what you said to me when you were a little girl? And I was like, Yes, I do. And she was like, do you know why I got so upset? And I was like, no. And she said, it's because mom blamed me for Lauren's death.

When I prayed or hoped that, you know, she wouldn't have another baby when the baby did die, when Lauren did die. Mom was already very mentally unwell, but I think losing Lauren completely just like cracked her open. And she blamed Jennifer for Lauren's death. She blamed a four or five year old little girl and it completely shattered my sister. She said that she just didn't want a sibling.