(A Naruto story) I'll Never Forgive You for Leaving Me X1X

5 years ago my sister disappeared. I was 10 back then and now I'm 15. She disappeared on my birthday which is Valentines Day. My sister was 12 when she disappeared and would now be 17 if she is even alive. I never knew where she went. It wasn't like her just to disappear like that. My… Scratch that our father called the cops and their was an amber alert out for her. God I hope she's ok. The worse part of it all was that the last thing she told me before she left was that she hated me and that I needed to burn in hell. We were having a fight but she had never said anything like that to me before. After she said that I turned around and ran out of her room crying. I was going to go apologies for living because that was what she was mad about but when I got to her room she was no where to be seen. Her TV was still on and on it was a popular new anime called Naruto. I looked around but couldn't find her any where in the room or the adjoining bathroom. There were two other places she would have gone, up to the top of the mountain or in some caves we made out secret hideout. I went to the caves first and as I entered I automatically knew she wasn't there because unlike me she would never go into the murky caves without turning on the light system I installed. Yes, I installed it. I was a pretty smart 10 year old. I sighed and went into the house. I knew for sure she didn't go up the mountain because this was the season the bears came out and they would attack any humans that were on their territory. As I went to go to my room, which was meant to be the basement but was made into my room, I saw my mom in the living room. That was odd because her and my dad were divorced and she hardly came to see us at all. I quietly walked into the living room trying not to let my mom know I was there. I knew something was wrong with her by the way she was hunched over on the floor but her back was turned to me so I didn't know what. As I approached her I said "What are you doing here" She didn't move at all. Well that pissed me off so I grabbed her shoulder to turn her around but when I did she fell on top of me. I yelled for her to get off but she wouldn't. And as I sat there, my weak 10 year old arms not able to lift her huge body off, I felt something cold and wet start to leak on me. I automatically knew it was blood. I started screaming bloody murder then everything went black. When I woke up all I saw was white; lots and lots of white. It smelled like death and chemicals. "What happened," I moaned and I heard my dad say that I passed out. I looked over at him and I sat up and asked "why," I feared that the nightmare I had about my mom's body was the reason. He looked down. I sternly said "Dad tell me the truth" He started sobbing. I knew automatically that meant that the dream about my mom dying wasn't a dream. I don't know why but I couldn't cry. It was like my mind blocked itself off from reality. A few days later after that whole incident I discovered that my sister had gone missing that night and that no one could find her. I asked if they looked in the caves and on top of the mountain and they solemnly replied they had looked there.