Contelysia

"It's here." My sister swung the door open, panting. "I'm not in a mood for pranks, Maggie." I ignored her, keeping my head buried in my book. "Not a prank," she said, waving an envelope in her hand.  "What?!"  I ran after her as she went downstairs to the living room. She thumped down on the sofa and proceeded to open up the letter. "I'm the elder one. I have to open it." My mind overflowed with curiosity, and I tore open the envelope.  "Honey, Let your sister read the letter, too... " My mother knew me a little too well. I hesitantly held the letter between us. My darlings. If you're reading this, I've too left your lives. The terrible disease took me away, but believe me, I am happy. I'm sorry. I'm sorry I left you. You know, I had no choice. I tried my best to hold on, to live on, but what will be, will be. I don't know how long after this letter will reach you. I hope it reached you soon. T