Sarah David lay in her sister's arms, she wore jeans and a long white top, as the rain poured down on them.
Azzariah held her little sister close, and softly stroked the side of the younger Israeli's face, "I promise I am going to get the person who did this to you" she whispered with tears streaming down her tanned cheeks.
The younger sister had been shot twice in her stomach by an unknown sniper as she had ran to her sister in the streets of Tel Aviv. Azzariah had been excited to see her sister again after being parted for thirteen years, Azzariah was now twenty eight, whilst Sarah was merely Eighteen.
Five year old Sarah put her arms up to her fifteen year old sister, making 'Zariah pick her up and cradle her close, "I love you Achoti" the little girl said excitedly as she clung to her older sister
Azzariah kissed the top of her head and held her in her arms, "I love you too Achoti" she said saying 'My Sister' in Hebrew.
Sarah begun to cry, "Please stay" she begged
Azzariah shook her head, "I have to go to work Achoti, I can't let them take you...I will come back for you one day, I promise" she said with a smile as she took her necklace off and put it around her little sister's neck, "I won't forget you Princess" she whispered as she put the crying child down onto the bed and left the room, tears streaming down her face
Azzariah lifted the body of her little sister off the of the cold and wet street, and cradled her close to her chest, realising she had come back for her years too late, because she should never have left her. She knew in her heart and soul that she could not live on without her sister, she had only carried on with the thought of getting her back...but now..she had nothing to live for