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She woke up this morning, nine months and a full life after her sister died. She did not know what to say. She had nothing to say, no words that could express her feelings right now. Tears roll down her face as she hears her daughter run into her bedroom. The little one did not notice her mother had been crying. She did not see the pain in the mother's eyes nor did she notice the frown that was on her mother's face, as the tears rolled down. Little Emma was crying because she does not like wearing her glasses.

She was always in trouble, especially with her mother. She does not understand why she has to wear them, but now she always has to wear them. The funny thing is, when she sees her mother with her glasses on, she does not understand why her mother can wear her glasses. Her mother always told her that ash represented wisdom. But now Sarah does not understand why she has to wear the glasses.

She couldn't even understand why oh why did she have to lie so much today. Why would she have to have to lie to her mum? She told her mother that the snow came down while she was playing outside. Why couldn't she just tell her that the snow came down over a week ago now? Why did she have to lie?

She checked her hair in the mirror. She could tell her mother was not happy that she has to wear glasses. There was nobody else to listen to her complaints, and no one would have understood if she told them that she was not wearing her glasses because she had to lie. Sarah fidgeted around with her hair that she had just gotten out of the shower. She knew she had to do something different with her hair. She knew she could hear her mother come back into the bedroom.

Sarah's mother always told her 'be bold Sarah, be bold for me, be bold for America', but now she didn't understand what that meant. She didn't really understand what is was to be 'bold', and she didn't really understand what her mother meant. She didn't really get the whole 'stay strong, be bold' thing. She wasn't strong enough to say no to school, but she wasn't weak either. She tried to tell her mother that she did not want to go back to school, but now she is more confused. She didn't understand why she had to be bold when the school came to her, and called her fat. She hated herself for being fat.

Her mother always told her to be strong. She always told her that Sarah should not have any doubt in her, because Sarah is very smart. Sarah still believed her mother. She always believed her mother, whenever her mother said anything to her. She still doesn't have any doubt, because no matter how many times her mother has said it, she knows it is true. Sarah always did whay her mother told her. She would have done anything her mother had told her to do. She would do it even if her mother told her to kill someone.

Sarah kept telling her mother she lived in a cage. She has told her mother this a few times. She had worked on it more often than not. Her mother told her that if she would have ever come home, she would have thought that Sarah and her husband lived in a cage. She didn't like the idea of living in a cage.

The text out of the blue came from her mother, like usual. She could not understand why her mother felt she needed to do this. Why did her mother not understand that this child needed to be with her parents? What did her mother not understand about her husband being dead? What reason did her mother not understand? Why could her mother not understand why her daughter would not want to live in America?

Sarah adjusted her glasses and tried to remembering why she was crying. She should ask her mother what is going on. She knew she must have heard her mother come home. Her mother had made some genuine effort to make her daughter believe she was alive. Why would her mother live a lie to her? Her mother had told her to be sweet. But Sarah does not feel like being sweet. She was confused. She did not understand what her mother was up to. She would have never known her mother was doing this if it was not for her sister.

Sarah did not like her life. She had wanted more than anything for her life to be different. She would have wanted her parents to still be alive, and she would have wanted her sister to be alive too. Her sister had been the oldest, the smartest, and the nicest. Her sister had been the most beautiful human being she had ever seen. Her mother and father had always told her that she was nothing special, but she knew that was not true. She knew she must be something special, she was not stupid. She knew she was smart.

Her sister had become sick while she was at school. While she was at school, her sister became ill, but she never knew when it happened. She had always thought her sister was already dead when she came home from school. She could not understand why her sister would never say goodbye or leave a note.

Conclusion; Sarah, Emma, and Lucy is the story of a sorrow and sadness. It is the story of a broken family, and the tragedy that resulted in the lives of their children. The tragedy itself is a mystery, a persistent mystery that lingered into the minds of the sisters. Everything in their lives now revolves around that answer, and that one question, who killed her sister, Lucy?

Sarah is the reason why the reader even knows about Lucy.