from my dead sister's best friend.
I never knew my sister, i was adopted as a baby and i grew up knowing i had one but never did anything about it until 2006 when i decided i wanted to know
Long story short, my sister was murdered in 2005 by her OH - the rest of the family don't want anything to do with me (don't quite know why but thats another matter)
I found this friend on Bebo through google and emailed her, she emailed me back saying my sister always knew about me and was waiting for the day that we'd meet, she always wanted to know me, always wanted to build a relationship with me - i even look like her
I've never looked like anyone in my life, strange that when you think about it isnt it? Most people can say that they have their Dad's ears or their Mum's nose - i could never say that - till now
The bit that breaks my heart is that i didnt reach her in time, maybe i could have helped her, tried to sort her out and get her away from the monster that eventually took her life... but mostly what gets me right to the very fibre of my being is that she wanted to know me, i was wanted. I feel somewhat at peace now knowing that someone wanted me.
I never knew my sister, i was adopted as a baby and i grew up knowing i had one but never did anything about it until 2006 when i decided i wanted to know
Long story short, my sister was murdered in 2005 by her OH - the rest of the family don't want anything to do with me (don't quite know why but thats another matter)
I found this friend on Bebo through google and emailed her, she emailed me back saying my sister always knew about me and was waiting for the day that we'd meet, she always wanted to know me, always wanted to build a relationship with me - i even look like her
I've never looked like anyone in my life, strange that when you think about it isnt it? Most people can say that they have their Dad's ears or their Mum's nose - i could never say that - till now
The bit that breaks my heart is that i didnt reach her in time, maybe i could have helped her, tried to sort her out and get her away from the monster that eventually took her life... but mostly what gets me right to the very fibre of my being is that she wanted to know me, i was wanted. I feel somewhat at peace now knowing that someone wanted me.