The lights of the apartment flicker, the last sort of light in the shared bedroom going out. You stare up at the ceiling, wondering what went wrong with your life to get here It causes you to shift ever so slightly, and as you do.

A half asleep and grumpy little girl mumbles, grabbing you and pulling you back into the hug, pulling the covers over you two again. Your attached little sister, Ashley, Who insisted on sleeping with you despite having her own bed. It's no suprise, you thought. You looked down at her sleeping, lost in thought.

you wish you could’ve provided more for her. Although you’d never say it, she was all you had left. And not being too much older than her yourself, you were struggling.