Letting Go

This morning my sister left for her first year of college. She woke me up at 5:20 by banging on my bedroom door. I saw her for about ten minutes. I was crying before she left and as soon as she was gone I started bawling very loudly.

She has been annoying, obnoxious, mean, protecting, funny, joyful, crazy, and above everything else, she has always been here. I will have to adjust to being alone in my house, to not waiting up for her. I didn't think I would miss her. I was very wrong.

Even though I miss her, I think I am ready. She isn't gone forever. I'm gonna see her again. I'll talk to her soon. I think I'll survive without her here. I hope I will...