Ella’s Last Thoughts to Her Sister
There is excruciating pain.
My body is on fire, achy and trembling.
Then, light everywhere, so blinding I can’t see anything. A dark image looms before me. He offers his hand. I hesitate to take it, so worried, but I do it. I don’t know him. He is fierce, yet strong. He makes me a telepathic promise, but I can’t share it. No sound comes from my throat, or he won’t let me.
My body is drifting…
Suddenly, there’s such a warm peace over me. A place where I can’t feel pain, fear, or terror. My mind is overactive, thinking of one specific thing. I’m thinking of you, Ava, my dear sister. You’ve always been there from the beginning. You and I did everything together. We shared toys in our crib. I learned to walk at the same time. Sat together on the bus. Fought our first bully side by side. We shared clothes—we laughed—we cried. We were inseparable. Until… reaching thirteen. We grew apart. We got our own rooms and began separate lives. New friends. Different clothes. Everything. We never spoke outside of fights and willful displays of temper. It was almost as if you hated me.
But, none of that matters now. I’m so sorry I allowed that to happen. Please forgive me.
I prayed for your soul, Ava. For you to be safe. I don’t know what else to do. I am slipping away from you, leaving you. Though my fear is gone, I know this is goodbye, yet a part of me will take you with me. I know you are meant for a higher purpose; one I’ll never be able to help you with.
He will come, Ava. Let him show you the way. Let him lead you against the ultimate fight. Listen to his reasons, otherwise… you will die. You will all die… Please make the right choice.
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