Ghost

As I stare at my sister, who was only 13 when I died, I can't help but notice that sad look in her eyes. It's been 7 years since the day I left, but even after all this time, she still seemed bereft. I didn't understand how much pain I'd cause when I did it, but if I knew then what I know now, I would never have committed. I wish I could speak with her and tell her that I love her the most, but it's kind of hard to speak to the living when you're a ghost.