One Unforgettable Cry

It was late in January when I received a call from Chicago A younger sister called one day and said, “Please listen, Because our older sister Ella is now missing”. She said that she was looking everywhere. Worried, shocked, and sad, I needed more air. There was a rush of thoughts that I could not bear. In California, I was so many miles away. I felt helpless and began to pray. The hours slowly passed as we waited to hear, Hoping so desperately that Ella would soon be near. Hours turned into days, and I began to feel the pain of fear. It seems two days passed, and we got word that Ella was found. So happy at first, but as my sister spoke, my head began to pound. She said, “Ella is in the hospital from a terrible accident From the sound of her voice, I could tell what she meant Ella had no I D, which was the reason for so much suspense The night was long; something went wrong; soon, Ella would be gone. The next day was long; I went to the phone; and Ella was barely hanging on. The doctor told my younger sister that Ella was too weak to survive. My emotions went wild, when I realized that Ella would not be alive. Yes, Ella had passed, and deep within me was that unforgettable cry Originally written around 2007