Sunday, 14 June 2015

Shes my little sister

I think when you take a look at my little sister she seems so mature, so grown up, so aware. But you forget she's still small, she has no idea about the world, and it's corruption. Most importantly the influence friends can have on you. When you're young you're still confused about what's right and what's wrong, you want to explore and discover the world, you want to be older. But you can't, because you're not ready. No way near.

Today my sister was found to be doing something wrong, when confronted she cried. She usually cries so this was not shocking to me, especially because kids usually cry when found to be doing something they shouldn't of. What made me realise how vulnerable and small she really is, is when I spoke to her about what had happened. I asked her why. I asked how. And I asked what she thought now. Her response was so innocent it made me realise how bad she felt. She insisted it was her friend who had told her, and all my previous views of how mature and adult like she was didn't completely disappear but it allowed me to realise she's still young. She didn't eat anything as she felt too bad to eat- this also made me realise what true guilt is, when you honestly feel as though the world is caving in on you and you regret your mistake so badly you would do anything to change it.

That was what she felt. My heart went out to her, as I knew she was regretful. When I first found out my instant reaction was not anger, it was why. I wanted to know, if she was curious, if she came across it...I never thought even as a child that anger solved anything. Sure she should feel guilt and know it's wrong. But anger never solves anything. 

I'm so glad in a way that I was able to help her in this problem. I remember as a child being confused as why I was shouted at for doing things wrong instead of explaining why. Instead of being able to talk to someone without dying of fear. I feel like in today's society it is far more important for a child to talk to someone rather than having fear of someone, although fear is good it isn't always good. I pray Allah protects her from the evils of this world and help her to grow up a pious young woman. 

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