It's been 4 weeks since she left. No one knows where she went or why. I told Kevin and Hope what happened. I felt they deserved to know. Ever since we've been very good friends. I go over and see her little brother Max and sister Sarah everyday after school. I can't imagine what she had to do for them. She worked so hard for these guys but I found out what happened to them. I can't imagine losing family because of life and death or just because I wasn't allowed to. Her life and sorrows and secrets make so much more sense now. I got the full story from her cousins Cheri and Jake. We're friends too. She wasn't able to talk to them either. It's hurts me to think she had to go through this alone. I left her alone at the worst time. I'm here now but it's too late. I'm not leaving though. I read these little guys the bible every night. To give them faith. The thing that got to me was how they didn't ask about her. When I asked about that all they said was...
"The Lord told us what happened. He also tells us how she is. As long as we pray we know what happens with her and we never have to worry as long as we know she came back to God."
These kids amaze me. I feel as if we became family. I'm not losing them. I wish God would tell me a little about her, but everything has its time.
