A/N: I was inspired to write this chapter by my little brother who is approximately 3 feet away from me currently, playing a video game. We are strangely getting along tonight, so I want to write this chapter while it lasts. And the writing on her grave is a reference to fighting video games when you die you come back to life, called respawning.
Every year, I go to my sister's grave at least once.
She was older than me by two years, and before she got her letter for that magic school, we didn't exactly always get along.
We would fight and be mean to each other all the time, but we would have the occasional window of getting along.
Like we did right before she left home at 13 since our parents were angry I wasn't magical too, and thought she stole my magic.
"I am so sorry you didn't receive your letter this year Ryan. I really wish you were magical too," Jessie told me, "You would have really liked Hogwarts."
Being 11, I was naturally a bit upset I wasn't like my older sister, but accepted it after she explained that she was in the middle of a war at Hogwarts and it's currently a bit dangerous.
I knew she would leave, once our parents figured out I wasn't magical, they would somehow blame Jessie for it.
So we spent as much time together as we could.
And then Jessie ran away.
I put the flowers on her grave reading the inscription that I picked for her.
"Once I Respawn, I'm Going to Kick All of Your Asses"
Her friends thought it was funny so they agreed to it.
I could hear Jessie Laughing at that in the afterlife. "Damn right Bitches!" she would yell if she was standing here.
I didn't feel like laughing now.
My sister was dead. And has been for 15 years.
But I couldn't get over it.
She was only 20 when she died. 20!
When I was 20, I wasn't doing anything meaningful like she was.
Her friends told me how she died. It was noble, and it was doing things that I would never have the courage to do.
I remembered back to the last time I saw Jessie alive.
"Ryan!"A girl yelled and jumped onto me.
I turned my head to see who on earth would yell my name and jump on me. I did have a girlfriend, Emily, but she was away visiting family in California.
I couldn't believe my eyes. It was Jessie.
"HI RYAN!" she yelled into my ear.
I naturally hit her for hurting my ear, just like I did when we were kids.
"Hi Jessie."
"Ryan, I have told you in letters that it turns out I can tell the future right?"
I don't like where this is going…
"Well, it turns out that I will die in less than a week."
I looked at her in shock.
"And I want you to know that you get all my muggle technology, and that stuff I charmed to act like muggle technology, or to work better. Like that mapping system I made to direct you to roads and stuff factoring in traffic and stuff."
"You said you are going to die. How can you be saying this all calmly!?"
"I've known it for a while now. I have to go now. But first let me give you this," she gave me an envelope with a date on it. "Open this on the date that is written. It's my last gift to you." She kissed me on the cheek, we said goodbye, forever.
"I love you Ryan."
"I love you too Jessie. I'm going to miss you so much."
"Me too. Me too."
I did open that envelope on that date. It had a note inside saying she knew I would be getting a ring to propose to Emily with, and that she decided to help out a bit.
There was over $3,000 dollars in there, and I was able to get a great ring for Emily with it.
Emily said yes.
I never missed Jessie more than my wedding-she would have told embarrassing stories about me to everyone.
When my wife found out she was pregnant-she would have cheered and teased me and suggest embarrassing names for the kid like Elvendork and Sheldon
When my daughter was born-She would have let it know to everyone in the hospital that she was an aunt within five minutes.
"Hey Dad!"
I turned around, and saw my 10 year old daughter.
"Yes?"
"Where's aunties grave?"
"Right here."
My daughter looked down on the grave.
Jessica Shirley Levine
April 25, 1960- August 5, 1980
Once I Respawn, I'm Going to Kick All of Your Asses
"She has the same first name as me," my daughter, Jessica noticed.
"Yes, of course she does. Haven't I ever told you I named you after her?"