I am ashamed of the way that I denied to have a proper funeral of Polynethieus. I was a afraid of the consequences that our uncle Creon would do to us if we were to be caught. I loved our brothers equally and I wished I would have been there to help give him a funeral to send him to the gods. Now that I have had time to rationalize I realize that I was very mistaken to not go with you. I wish our family had not had this awful past that our father and mother that have bethroved on us, but even after all of that I am still grateful to have such a loving sister as yourself. I want you to know that I too will take the blame for the burying of our brother, I feel that I need to clean my conscious and my spirit because I did not bury him. I didn't stop you from burying him and I didn't even try to convince you but instead I was a coward and did not go. If you are not alive then who will I have to talk to, or spend my time with. You are my only family left, and Creon has gone crazy. I am not strong enough to stay here on the planet alone. I hope you understand what I am saying to you.
Your sister,
Ismene
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You need to go and edit a bit more. Polyneices is spelled wrong, but when I read your blog I was able to picture her tone.
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