I hold onto her hand, almost too tightly..... I look up at her, my big sister. He reaches out for her, and I step forward. My eyes change colors, and I growl. She pulls me back.
“Shhh....” She soothes. “It will be okay....” But I know it won't.... He'll take her away, and I won't be able to see her for a while.... Worry fills me, as it always does.
“You can't go back!!!! He'll kill you...” I whimper.
“I have to.” Her voice is calm. “Goodbye.” With that she leaves with him.
*The next day*
“I feel so hopeless..... So useless.....” I feel the warm tears stream down my