I knocked on Elsa's door and slowly pushed it open. She was lying in her bed, sheets tangled around her body or thrown on the floor. I walked over to the side of her bed and sat down by her knees. I ran a hand up her leg and I saw a smile form on her face. "Wake up Elsa, today is the day of the family reunion." Elsa grunted. She had never like the yearly family reunions, and with what had been going on between us recently, she surely wasn't going to have a good time this year.

There was Gerda, who was out overly attached aunt and wanted the best for us, but was a little pushy at times. She was married to our uncle Kai who was a drunken fool. Nobody really like him. There was Hans, who was our cousin. He was overweight and just plain annoying, but he still got everything he wanted. Then there's Lucy. She's probably the most likeable out of all of them, and she looks a lot like I do.

"Anna, give me ten more minutes." Elsa said, her eyes still closed. I got up from her bed and, walking over the sheets that she had thrown on the floor, went to turn the light on. I looked over at her face and she squinted her eyes. I walked back over to her bed and yanked the sheets off of her. "Anna, what are you doing?" She screamed at me. I looked down at where her sheets had been and she was half naked.

"Let me get you some of your pants, Elsa." I walked over to her closet and opened it. I spotted her favorite jeans immediately and threw them over onto her bed. "Put those on" I said as I looked for her shirt. "So Elsa, are you ready for today?" I said, still rummaging through her closet trying to find some decent shirt for her to wear.

"Not really. Anna, you know I don't love anybody in my family except for you." I turned back around to face her and she was standing right behind me. "You look really good in those jeans Anna. They fit you really well." She said. She walked over to the closet and pulled one of her shirts off of a hanger. "What do you think about this one?" She asked me, showing me a blue button down shirt.

"I love it Elsa, I think it'd fit you perfectly. Blue has always been your favorite colour." She smiled at me and slung the shirt over her shoulder. "Don't you think you should get a shower?"

She walked back over to her bed and unbuttoned her pants. "You're right, Anna. I'll be right back." She set her pants down on her bed and put her shirt over top of them and walked into the bathroom in her room. I heard the shower water turn on and the bathroom door close. I began looking around Elsa's room, trying to find something for her to put on once she got out of the shower.

After about five minutes of me looking around and finding everything, I heard a loud thud coming from the bathroom. I opened the bathroom door and listened for Elsa to say something, anything, but I heard nothing. I opened the shower curtain and turned off the water. Elsa was lying on the floor of the bathtub. "Oh my god..." I gasped. I ran down the hallway and grabbed my cellphone and called for the paramedics. I went back into her bathroom and carried her out of the bathtub and put her on her bed. My shirt was soaking wet. I went into the bathroom to grab a towel and that's when I saw it. The blood, covering the lip of the bathtub. I looked down at my arms and they too were covered in blood. Lots of it. I grabbed the towel and ran back to where Elsa was. There was a pool of blood forming around her on her bed. I lifted up her head and placed the towel behind it and then wrapped it tightly around her forehead. "The paramedics will be here soon, Elsa." I didn't know if she could hear me or not, but if she could, then I knew that she was assured that everything was going to be okay and that I was here for her, like I hadn't been her whole life.

Her normally silver hair had turned to a shade of red from the blood coming out of her head. And that's when the paramedics came and took her away from me. My sister who was dying, I didn't even know if she would make it through to see tomorrow, and yet. I ran after them, trying to stay as close to my sister as possible. I looked down at her face. She was smiling. She was almost dead, and yet she was smiling, as if she knew I was there. I reached down and put my hand on her arm. "I'm right here Elsa, I'm not letting go. That's a promise." I whispered. They took her into the back of the ambulance and sped off to the hospital. I was sitting in the back, still holding on to Elsa's arm, when I saw her head turn.

"Anna?" I looked down to Elsa. She was lying there with her eyes just barely open. "Where am I Anna? What happened?" She sounded weak, and before I even got a chance to tell her, she passed out. I started crying. I didn't know if I was going to be able to tell my sister if I loved her anymore. When we finally got to the hospital, I was still holding on to Elsa's arm. "Never let go." I whispered, over and over, keeping myself reassured that nothing bad was going to happen to Elsa. I wasn't going to let anything bad happen to her.

When we got inside, I followed Elsa for a long as I could, never letting go of her arm. But there's a time in every person's life when you have to let something go, and now was my time. They took my sister back to the emergency room, leaving me waiting as the doors closed in my face. I walked back over to the waiting room and sat down in a seat. I was once told by somebody to always look at things from a "but at least" perspective. There was no but at least this time, my sister could be dead tomorrow. What would I do then? I loved her like nobody else.