Dear Antigone, You are my sister. apparently the gods mean nothing to you. I know that our brother should have the right to an honorable burial, and you and I shall bury our brother with honor. Think about it Antigone, our brother’s soul will never be able to rest in peace, unless we do something. I understand you not being sure about this through the price that Creon will sentence us, but in the name of our brother not to bury him would be a disgrace.
Our family has been though much agony. Oedipus’ curse of the gods has made it so our family does not bare a chance, for we shall have no one left to live for. Perhaps, maybe just maybe, we as one could speak to Creon on his behalf. Although, what can one do, Creon shall not give in, therefore we must do this on our own. Antigone, this letter that I have wrote is not something to force you to change your mind, for it is to only make you think about a few concepts to help you realize where I am coming from. Antigone, you must realize that it is the right thing, and if death is a result, than death is our honor.
