I was 11 years old when my older sister told me she was raped. She was drunk and let it spill with tears pouring out as well. My parents have never been there for us, blinded by their own lives and misery. I loved my sister with everything I had. And though I knew close to nothing about this life, I put my heart, soul, and mind into carrying her destruction. Years that followed brought pain, and abandonment. Coked up and too much to handle, the police took my sister and world from me again and again. A broken heart ruined her, and I, alone […]