Miranda’s Insight

from a sister’s point of view

Bri means the world to me. She and I were separated by only three years in age and were very close, as sisters and friends. On November 12th, our oldest sister called me asking if I had heard from Brianna because she did not show up to baby-sit that afternoon, not thinking too much of it, I went on about my day; after all she was ”safe” in our hometown community. As the hours went on and still no word from Bri, my entire family began to worry. My parents drove overnight from Texas and the search was on for my baby sister. Two days later our search ended. A group, including my immediate family and myself, found the body of Bri in a ditch near a wooded area. At first, I refused to believe it was her, I was angry, horrified, shocked, trying to convince myself nothing like this could happen to her, but it had. In the following days, the pain deepened. Once the tears stopped, the world as I knew it was gone. I, still, to this day, feel as if the world around me is not real. It all seems like a nightmare and when I wake up, I will see her again. In the meantime, I wait for her phone call or for her to come prancing through the door.

This website is now my dedication to the life of my sister, Brianna Parish. I don’t wish this heartache on any other families and hope that the content in this site WILL save lives. Brianna will always live in the hearts of those who love her and in her death I want there to be a purpose and to anyone who is willing to listen, here it is.