Not My Sister
I flip the channel
On comes the news
Isla Vista has been attacked
There are the news crews.
Wait, I think, I know of I.V.
Isn't that where my sister's supposed to be?
My mom's heart is beating,
There's fear in her eyes.
I don't know what she'll do
If her eldest daughter dies.
Her hand reaches for the phone
She dials real fast
All this time I'm thinking
Of my sister in the past.
The ringing seems to last forever
I can hardly breathe
But then a familiar voice answers
And I feel huge relief.
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