Letter #4

Dear Celestia,

Been awhile hasn't it? Never thought I'd wright one of these on Christmas day, or Hearths Warming were you are at. Ohh well, we can't always get what we want, right?

Have you ever felt powerless? Have something crop up, that you really really wanted to do something about, but simply couldn't?
That's me today. I've watched my nieces and nephews get yelled at today, ordered about, told their worthless and being bad, with no clarification. I've seem them get punished for being a little to rowdy, having that tell-tale child like wonder, and simply being themselves. One of them is grounded for reasons still unknown to him and myself, and a meltdown of astronomical proportions occurred simply because I said he was going to play some games with me and the family.

I've now had a falling out of sorts, the boyfriend of my sister, now views me as a devil. I apparently am not qualified to take care of children, simply because I have never had any of my own nor will I. How's that for fun? It seems I won't be allowed to see them anymore. This is of course of my own volition. I have sworn that she is no longer my sister so long as that vile man is by her side. As of this moment, I'm the second to last to leave her, as only father still believes she'll come around.

Because of my choices, I get to watch as those kids get the same treatment we did. I get to watch as a man abuses them through the worst of means; Ignoring them entirely. At least it isn't an abusive or an alcoholic one. Maybe he'll realize how precious children are. Maybe he'll spend his money on their food, electricity, and basic necessities, instead of a four and a half thousand dollar PC to play his game.

I truly hope things get better. Perhaps the past three years have merely been a facade. If my sister is happy without us, who am I to judge?

-Majora