Missing You

I knew from the moment that I met him that what I heard was the truth. I knew that I had to stop it or make sure it happens. The thing was, I had to make him believe without telling him what's going on. That was the hard part!

My mother always told me stories, I just thought they were stories. Now I know that is not the truth. She was trying to warn me the whole time, I just didn't know it yet! The hardest part about loosing her was the fact that I felt something was missing, especially the fact that no one knows what happened to her, its a mystery.

Now I have to make myself look like a young girl lost, and need someone to help me find myself. Good thing my mother always had me play the hard parts in our little "plays," she was getting me ready. She knew all along, and that's what makes it so hard, she never told me. Thank you mother, I will always love you.