A Sister's Goodbye Short Story

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Moving: A Sister’s Goodbye “This doesn’t feel real,” I thought. I was walking through the airport with my dad and my two younger siblings. Amaya, my younger sister, was carrying her suitcase. My brother and I, however, were not, nor was my dad. We went to the check-in desk and my dad requested an unaccompanied minor badge and three boarding passes. She printed out the passes and one plane ticket. “Amaya?” the ticket agent looked at us, trying to figure out who to give the badge to. Amaya raised her hand and took the badge. “Don’t lose it,” the ticketing agent warned. We then proceeded to check Amaya’s suitcase. We were all set to go. We rode the tram to security and not many people were there. The security line was short and we made it through fairly easily. Sometimes it could take almost an hour to get through the security line, which is why we were always two hours …show more content…

The flight attendant called for unaccompanied minors. We all gave her a hug before she went with the flight attendant and watched her disappear as she walked down the ramp. We then sat until the passengers boarded the plane. Afterwards, my dad stood up and went to the window, watching it take off. As soon as it was in the air, we went to the car. He texted my mother that she had lifted off and told her to tell him when she landed.
The ride back from Tampa was long and silent. My brother and I looked out the window while my dad drove, faint music playing from the car stereo. The weight of my decision had begun to set in. I was no longer responsible for watching or taking care of Amaya. She would no longer interrupt me while I was doing homework to ask if I wanted to play. I would no longer be responsible for babysitting her until my mother came home. I would only be able to call her to see how she was doing. It was going to be difficult to adjust, and for a while I would still feel like she was there, as she should have

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