Am I?

Missing

March 32, 1999

His mom's missing.

I don't think he knows yet. He is sleeping soundly when I enter his room. My mom told me to keep him company, but I don't know.
I would be so scared, if it had been my mom. I don't think company would make anything better.
But there is, blissfully unaware in his dreamland.

The sirens blare around us and he still does not wake up.
I'm pretty scared for him now.

Should I wake him? Should I tell him?
But that's an adult job.
I should just wait beside him.

I climb into his bed and sit by his head, silently. I can see the red and blue lights flashing through the window as the rain pittered and pattered against the window.

I just want to cry my heart out now. It is strange and unfamiliar, this night. I want to cry because I am scared too.
For myself.
For him.

I am only five.
Rae is only five.
He needs his mommy.
Who will make him his lunches and hold him when he cries and takes care of all the monsters under the bed for him?

I could not hold back my tears now. I am sobbing but he still does not wake up.
I dont know what to do, so I slide under his blanket and hold him.
I am still crying but he doesnt know.

Years later we would find out that somebody had drugged him that night to ensure that he doesn't wake up tonight.

So the entire night, he slept peacefully.

October 19, 2007

My thirteenth birthday party was amazing!
Rae planned this amazing get together with all of our friends and I have never been happier.

Grade 8 hasn't been that bad for me. Rae has shot up over 6 inches over the summer and me, over 3!
I thought I'd be the short girlie but the goddess of height as blessed me. I'm the tallest girl in my class now. Somehow, I have become a popular person. Middle school rocks.

As kids, we were always together , Rae and I. But now that we have hit adolescence, he is a little bit more distant.
My mom says it might be because he is a growing boy.
Like whatever does that mean?
He is tall and gangly and so totally awkward though.
Not that I love him less.
I still love him the most.
I haven't told him yet though but I plan to. I have thought of the most phenomenal confession tonight. Hopefully, by the end of my party we will be having our first kiss.
On my birthday, no less!
It's gonna be so great!

"Hey, Kayra! Come on! What are you doing, scribbling on your notebook? You need to come downstairs! We are going to play spin the bottle! It's gonna be so fun! Come on!"

"Sure!"

I ran downstairs, with Leah. We recently became friends and I often wonder where she has been my entire life.
As I enter the living room, I see all the guys and girls sitting in a circle. Rae is sitting in the corner, alone.
Ofcourse.
He is never into these games.
But today, it's my birthday and he never says no to me!

"Rae, come one! What are you doing there alone! Let's play, na!"

"Kay. No."

"What do you mean, no? It's my birthday today! You can't say no to me today."

Just kidding, I lied. He says no to me, a lot. I could never force him to do anything at all.
Ahh, those were the good days when all I had to say was let's play house and he played house with me without resistance.
Look at him now.
What no?

"Fine."

Wow, a man of so many words.
That's what he is.
He speaks so less since the incident, but gratefully he still thinks of me as his best friend.