A Letter To My Sisters Novels & Stories

Don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone where your weak spot is. Of course, Summer, I’m so grateful to you as well. I may not be close to my own sister, but because of you, I have got to feel what it’s like to have a close sister. Thank you for helping me learn how to read and write. It's because of you that I can even write this letter now. This is my way of talking to all of you. And thank you for buying me clothes with Aunt Baby. Thank you all for letting me experience what it’s like to have a happy and kind family, even if only for a short time. I will never forget any of you. I love you all so much.

Parting ways, is for a better reunion. On the second page, in a familiar font, the child wrote her a letter in childish language. Sister, I came back home. All your good wishes for me have come true here. I have a warm big bed, can eat full meals, and wear warm clothes. But I am not happy at all, I really want to share them with you. Page three. "I saw my father and the witch who had abandoned me in the crowd. They 'kindly' held my hand and shed tears while confessing their remorse, appearing so sincere. But I didn't believe them at all. My sister had taught me: the human heart is unfathomable."

You are my true Alpha son. Always. Selene By the time I finished, my eyes burned. I swallowed hard, forcing my throat clear, only to see something scrawled at an angle across the bottom in green ink that had bled through the paper. Merry Christmas, Cael. Love, Lyra Letters backwards in spots, the kind only a child just learning to write would leave. My sweet little sister. I sat down hard on the bench by the hearth, the decree in one fist, my mother and sister’s letter in the other. My chest felt like it was cracked open.

Seeing I had finished my letter, I was feeling proud of knowing the sisters would have a chance to reconcile with their lover, unlike myself, the pink letter I hid, after writing my letter I had come to terms, I wasn’t interested in learning from him just yet, burning my seal on the letter, what I had requested arrived from the maids.

Unfolding the paper, I was thrown into a feeling of nostalgia at the sight of my mother’s handwriting. --- My dearest Sutton, I want to start by saying that you and your sisters have been the light of my life. I love you all with all my heart and I could not have asked for a greater blessing. I know when you’re reading this, that I’ve been gone for some time. I am so sorry that I didn’t get to see you all grow up into the beautiful women I know you will become. I wish I could say that is was my greatest regret, however, I cannot.

I ignore him and I continue with my letter. “Father, this is Mira. I know you may probably not be happy to see a letter from me. But I desperately need to let it out. The Alpha Brothers are typically monsters. They are as wicked as you described them and even worse. They are used to gruesome sight amd are even encouraging me to do so. I wish I can come back home but I know that I am doing this for the family. I have sworn not to let any feelings harbor between me and this wicked brothers. Do well to send your regards.” I hold my tears tight careful not to stain the paper and start writing everything all afresh.

She was so terrified that she started crying, but she still managed to shout, “It’s just a stupid admission letter. What’s so impressive about it? Do you have to incinerate your sister for it? Get your hands off that button!” I shook my head and pushed the button slightly. Mom and Dad finally took me seriously. Their faces turned white, and they stumbled to the floor. “The admission letter is with your sister!” Mom shrieked in a panic, “Are you happy now, you wretch?! Let Lillian go now!” Reflexively, I turned to look at the incinerator. The admission letter that I wanted was right in front of me.

Sam stopped by with a grin. “I hope you don’t mind, but my sister sent these to you. She said she was in your shoes once and knows how hard it can be.” He handed me several boxes, each one scrawled with bold letters: Never give up! The words alone made my chest ache in the best way.

“I loved my parents. Don’t ever say that. I wanted to be free of my sister. With my parent’s gone, she’s out of control. She should be the one in here, not me.” “Why is that?” “She’s greedy. She’ll do anything to get it all. She wants everything we’ve inherited. Her share and mine.” Davina smirked and gave a slight chuckle. “It’s embarrassing at times.” “Your sister embarrasses you?” “At times.” Davina looked at him quizzically. “Didn’t I just say that?” The timer went off just as he was about to reply. It was like a scene from a high school television show. He picked up his precious pad of paper and stood up abruptly. “That’s the bell. Time’s up. I’ll see you next week.”

" My lady are you sure your sister sent you that letter " " Yes Bethel you sent that letter to me " Bethel had been quite for a while but when I kept insisting that she was the one who sent that letter to me she immediately flared up. " Are you sick or something Valerie why would I sent you a letter , And since when have we become so close to start exchanging letter , Valerie don't get on my nerves ,yes I agree I hate and despise you but why should I sent you a letter even if mother dies today I wouldn't even let you know before putting her to rest "