“When I looked back at something’s ive never thought was true”. When you lost something you don’t truly understand until, it’s gone. Flashback I wasn’t just a dream my Sister had a pale complexion she was suffering from cardiovascular lazatonin”. A devistating illness that causes the victim’s brain to become lazy when it comes to breathing and pumping blood into your body. It normally takes a year of pain and suffering before slowly taking your own life. My sister died in my arms she was as pale as paper, always had a smile that lighted up my heavy work day. Sigh I know our time is limited, and someday I too would join her. So came the end of my days coming to the hospital with a skip in my step. Hopefully see my dear sister smile at me once more. I then I relaxed as the tears that should’ve fallen, blinded my eyes. As I sank deeper into my own abyssal nightmare. Working overtime for my lazy obsessive, money grubbing boss. As a felt a tightness in my chest. I keep myself alive by thinking, she wouldn’t want me to be sad and wanted me to be happy. So thus I went back to school, and attempted to become a doctor, so i could help people like how my sister once was too me.

Now Andria my beloved sister, you will always be with me as a help people who had such an illness as yourself had once upon a time.

Sincerely your brother Aren Warsong

The letter was placed in front of the grave of Andria Warsong matter of the story, never let grief rule your life, as you may find joy in those you help along the way. As to not tarnish the memory you once shared.

20 years later, Aren Warsong became a world renowned doctor, saving millions of lives daily, soon he contracted a flesh eating virus which ultimately took his life. He now was proud of the people he saved.

And thus he died peacefully after he turned 45, he can finally reunite with the sister he charished dearly.