A Time Long Ago

I remember running through the woods holding the note in my hand. I crinkle the paper under my grasp. I let out a whimper, then all the tears start flowing down my cheeks. I can't think of what might have happened back at home. I wont. I wipe the tears and focus on getting home.
Once I reach the small wooden cabin deep in the woods I nearly fall running up the steps. I fling the door wide open. I smell a scent unfamiliar to me. That's when I hear the cries of my baby sister. I run into the nursery and slowly walk in preparing myself for what I may see. I look over in the crib and what I feared came true. My whole body seems to shut down. My hands are shaking and small sobs are escaping my lips as I pick up my baby sister drenched with her own blood. I craddle her in my arms.
"Shhhh, its ok. Everything's going to be ok.", I whisper to her. She grasps her tiny hand around my index finger. Tears swell up in my eyes. I know she is dead when she stops gasping for air and her hand releases from my finger and drops on her chest. I gasp for air unable to breath.
"No no no, NO!" I scream. I bring her lifeless body to my chest and rock her back and forth. "Help! Please help!!" I yell. I know nobody can here me, but I still yell, hopeing. I know that I can't be mad at mother for killing her. Its not her, its the disease.