I have a little sister before, my parents named her Kyzna Jane Fae Ranara Ugmad. Her nickname is “nahnah”. She was born on January 1, 1997 and died on February 23, 1998 because of an accident. Some of the people say that those who are born on January 1 are all lucky but I think not all of them. I can’t remember even a single moment with her because I was just two years old when she was born.
Last July 15, 2011, in our English1, we tackled about dead souls. In that night, I dreamed about my younger sister. In my dream, I was at our house. I saw a person make my little sister alive. When my little sister woke up and get out from her coffin, when she saw me, she hugs me tight. After that she cried and she said that she missed me a lot. In the following day in my dream we walked on the road, we held hands together and she never stop saying these words “I miss you ate!”
Last Sunday, February 17, 2011, we visited her in the Luga-it cemetery. She was buried there because my grandmother and grandfather also my relatives was buried there. After we visited her we went to the church and join the Eucharistic mass.
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