I went to take a shower and I cried in there. I let my tears out and allowed myself to feel the pain. Last time I felt like this was over two years ago when I thought Anzania was dead. But then I didn't have a chance to cry like this. So now I cried. I turned on the water and put it on cold then cried silently.All the little memories I shared with my sister these past 21 months were running through my head and the more I thought about that the more I got sad. I knew I'd never have that again. I'd never see her again. The more I thought about it the more it broke me.I was startled when the water stopped. I was so tired to even lift my head up to see what was going on.I felt a towel on my body, and someone lifting me up. I didn't fight, I just let her.She laid me in bed and then started drying my whole body, she put lotion on it and put me in shorts and a shirt."We are still waiting. Please don't lose hope." she said and I shook my head, "she sent me this text while boarding. She i