I don't know what to say.

My best sister is the most unfortunate person I have ever met.
She has an older brother and a younger brother.
In this small city that favors boys over girls, she struggles to survive, and the only companion she has is a dog.
I met her ten years ago when she greeted me with a corgi. That was the start of our story.
And today, the dog has passed away.
This dog, who witnessed my youth, can no longer be seen.