Erin...

Today would have been her 25th birthday...
I have enough guilt on my own, but I guess someone thought it wasn't enough
Is this some sick joke of Ralph's?
Even HE has more sense than this
I thought he was the only one who knows, but obviously some trickster out there knows too.
Today when I came home, lying on my porch was a sticky note.  Now a sticky note's not usually anything to think much of, so when I picked it up I was completely unprepared for the message:
"Erin knows too"
Who is taunting me?
Are they saying that Erin knows it was mine and Ralph's negligence that killed her? That she knows about my lies, my infidelity my secrets?
In the back of this terror, lies a glimmer of hope in a single "O"
Erin knows
not Erin knew
Erin knows
could she still be alive?
the little sister that I loved dearly...
I would get into the rest of this mess I'm in a thousand times over if I could just have my sister back.  She was never found, so I guess it's possible, but the odds of finding someone alive after being gone for over 15 years are absurd.  Still... stranger things have happened I guess.  Maybe I  just want to believe she's still alive, and that I'm not a murderer, or maybe I just don't want to deal with what it would mean if someone other than Ralph and I knew the truth. Maybe I should just talk to Ralph, just to make sure it isn't him, but he would know something else was going on with me.  My whole web of lies could be unwound, and my whole life could fall apart. How did I let it get this far?  I guess for now I'll just keep my secrets to myself... and the entire internet potentially, but to you I'm nobody...