Finding Our Love

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Justin.

"Jaden please stop." I sighed and sat on the porch as she ran around in the dimly lit backyard. I was lonely. This past month as been hell, not knowing if she was dead or alive ate away at me. Every night I pray that God will send her back to me and I'll make everything perfect. I'll ask her to marry me and give her the wedding of her dreams. Christmas was tomorrow and I honestly just wanted to celebrate with Jaden and be done with it. A couple of days ago she turned five and we decided to do something small so we had a sleepover here at the house, and if it wasn't for Kacie, Jabrea, and Nevada here to help I would have lost it. Ten little girls running around my house screaming would have drove me crazier than I already am.
"Here man." Shaq handed me a glass of Hennessy.
"Thanks... For everything son."
He nodded his head and sipped from his drink. I really appreciate him and Nev, Shaq took some vacation time and moved his family back to be here for us.
"How you holding up?" He asked.
"Im alright."
"Are you really?" He pushed.
I sighed before answering. "Yeah I guess." He decided to not push the issue any farther and we sat in silence.
"Jaden come inside so you and Summer can make cookies for Santa!!" Nevada yelled out the sliding doors. "Santa!!!" Jaden screamed running into the kitchen. Shaq and I followed her inside and chilled in the den before it was time for bed. All night I tossed and turned like I have been since she's been gone. I'm afraid to fall asleep because of the fear that something will happen again. Glancing at the clock I noticed it was almost four so I quietly hopped out of bed and tip toed down stairs to sit Jaden's gifts from Santa out. After making sure everything was perfect I climbed back into bed and laid in silence. It wasn't long before the loneliness feeling took over and I began praying.

Dear God,

I pray everyday and every night that you will bring Aryanna back to us safely and everyday it seems like the memories of her fade more and more. I know I shouldn't be angry and question you God but why does the bad stuff always happen to us? I'm not saying I want a perfect life with her because I know perfect doesn't exist but I'm just asking why does it always happen to us? I know I'm suppose to keep the faith but how am I suppose to do that when I feel like I can barely breathe? Lord Jaden misses her so much and she cries for her every night, I just don't know how much more we can take. God please help our family and continue blessing us with faith that you will return her to us again. Lord also please give us patience that you will do it in your timing. I know that you have everything under control so please give us peace and understanding so that it was ease our minds and hearts a little. I pray that she is alive and safe and that she knows that we love her so much.
Please God... Let her be ok.

Amen.

I continued kneeling down next to the bed in silence after I finished praying and was suddenly taken over by the feeling of peace. I wasn't worried anymore because I knew that God heard me and that she was safe. I thanked God once last time before climbing into bed and letting sleep take over me...

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Why is the number 6 popping up everywhere? I looked at the building and saw a sign that said Sixth Apartments. Glancing up the street I noticed I was standing on Sixth Avenue. I walked inside the room and the floor of the building was covered in the number 6 the wallpaper was different colors and shapes of the number along with pictures of it. I looked around confused as to where I was.
"Umm hi. I need help." I asked the lady at the front desk.
"6."
"What?" I asked furrowing my eyebrows.
"6." She pointed to the elevators not looking up. For some odd reason I found myself pressing the elevator button waiting for it to open. After waiting a few seconds I stepped inside and stood next to a man who had the number 6 drew on his forehead in black. The elevator only had one button which you can guess was 6 again. I pressed the button and waited for the elevator to stop. After stopping in front of the only room on the floor the door flew open and there was Aryanna tied to a chair with tears pouring down her face.
"Aryanna!!!" I yelled running to her. Her head popped up in my direction and she shushed me.
"We got to get you out of here!" I began to untie her as she started mumbling.
"What?" I asked her.
"6... 6... 6...."
"What does 6 mean!?" I yelled frustrated by the number being everywhere.
The room began shaking as if a earthquake was happening and her eyes got big.
"Find me!" She cried.
Just as soon as the words left her mouth she disappeared.
"Aryanna baby! Where are you!?" I frantically yelled looking around the room for her.
Suddenly, I heard her scream followed by a loud Pop!

I woke up gasping for air looking around the room sweating and for the first time since she's been missing...

I broke down crying...

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