I decided to uncover my sister’s secret.I wish I hadn’t…

I’ve got a sister,well… I HAD a sister. Normally, when a family loses a loved one, their memory is kept alive in the form of filling the house with pictures of said person, talking about them, visiting their grave at the graveyard… But in my case, if the people close to me hadn’t told me about my sister, I would’ve never known she existed. You see, if you go to my house, you’ll find absolutely no trace of her existence, no pictures, no clothes, no toys, no nothing, anywhere. Not even in my room, wich is odd if you consider it used to be hers.