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Time… passed so quickly some things weren’t even noticed… As time got closer to the moment, things were slowing down… Soon we all found that there was something missing, yet we had no clue once so ever of what… or who… Then to hear Carol say “I can’t believe she would do this on the most important day of my life”, let us all to conclude that it was Louisa who was missing…
Everyone went crazy looking around for her but she wasn’t found. All that ran through my mind was how everyday she would spend time in her room alone for hours. I thought to myself how she must have planned it for a long time. All I thought about was me being able to prevent it. I lived the next 3 years blaming myself; not telling anyone.
I guess it was the way that we lived… that was all that popped into my mind when I went into her room and saw everything fixed perfectly…there was only one thing missing; my daughter Louisa. She never wanted to go out with the family, only on her own and I never trusted her enough though so my answer was always “no, your studies are more important than friends and outside.” I can see all the mistakes I made with her. I understand now that the only reason I didn’t want her going outside alone without me was because I didn’t want her to face the real world. I thought I would always be able to protect her, but now I see that I was wrong. All she wanted to do was be a normal kid that got to see things as they came, so that they would be ready for anything that came their way.
Of course, when it came to reporters and lawyers asking me if she had been doing anything suspicious, I would always say “No, she just stayed home focusing on her studies. She wasn’t the kind of girl to go out because she would say ‘practice makes perfect’ and ‘there is no such thing as too much knowledge’.”
I never gave up hope in looking for her though. I would always wait for the anniversary of her disappearance to tell her that I still loved her and that I wanted her to come back home. I knew she was hearing me wherever she was… but for all I knew she had made her choice of being grown and that she didn’t want to come back to a place like here and be imprisoned.
 buriedinthedark · Tue Sep 18, 2007 @ 10:35pm · 4 Comments |
