disclaimer: biracial is a description used by me verbally to easier express in real time that the child may have a percentage of African DNA, but wasn't raised in a way that supports that lineage. Me saying biracial means that she was very pale and racially ambiguous, but apon more attention of trying to prop her up for safety; i noticed her features. When she woke up to drink tea, I noticed her hair distinction

edit: I spoke about how the youth thinks it's lame to stay to yourself, and my baby sister really scared me . She had been at her friends, nothing out of the ordinary... But when she came home she couldn't speak and her eyes were super dilated. She almost fell down as well...She had to go to the hospital but is doing better. I remember I gasped when I heard her trying to talk, and had to leave the room cause every paramedic turned around... I wasn't trying to make it worse... I would never want her to experience anything so scary, but now she understands why I don't have friends and am content with spending so much time alone. To not be able to hear her was the worse pain; to have your sister who is loud enough to wake you up out your sleep not speak was horrifying. Praise the Lord my sister is okay, and hopefully she gets back to her normal bubbly personality. She loves to cook, so I told her I have some shrimp so she could make pasta ... her eyes looked so scared and teary and she just shook her head no .... Like wtf is going on