Poem
The window is quiet
The birds are few
Nothing to hear
As I wait for you
Our season's passed
Winter's come
No way to cope
But become numb
Numb to their words
Numb to their pain
They've lost patience
There Faith has waned
But I know better
You'd never leave
You'd find a way
There's no point to grieve
They lie
and cry
and say you died
But when you come home
I'll be right here
I'll be the first to hug you
The first to cheer
But until then
This window and I
Will be good friends
October
Dear Mom,
I've been wanting to talk to you for so long now. I thought you would like to talk to me too. I decided to write down stuff I want to talk about. This way I won't forget. I was trying to figure how to write everything. I thought letters would be the best way in case when you are found if you can't get back home fast I could send you the letters. Then you could write back or at least already know everything that has happened since you left.
The only thing that has happened so far is that you are gone and everyone is sad.
When are you coming home?
I Miss You LOTS,
Angel
Dear Mom,
Today was cold. They say it will snow tonight. That would be very early this year. But I love snow! Maybe you will be home in time and we can go sledding?
Love,
Angel
Dear Mom,
It didn't snow, so it's okay you didn't make it home yet.
I really miss our Just Us days. Tomorrow is supposed to be one of them. But we've missed four already, one more won't hurt. I figure we can have a Just Us Week when you get back to make up for them all. That will be so much fun! We can go to the amusement park three times and still have plenty of time to see Broadway plays and visit museums! We can do two months worth of Just Us activities all in a row! I Can't Wait!
Angel
Dear Mom,
I heard Shawn say to Dad that the longer it takes to find someone the less likely the person is to be found. Dad got really mad and yelled. It was scary. Patrick got mad and started yelling too. David and LJ took me away. We went to visit Mrs. Jenkins down the road. LJ looked afraid. David told us we can have ice cream when the truck comes around. We're not allowed to have ice cream before dinner. That means something is wrong. Should I be afraid too?
I won't be afraid unless you tell me too, because I know you don't want me to be scared when the boys fight. Dad is part of this fight this time too, but I guess that doesn't change anything. David went back home and hasn't called. He must be in the fight now too.
Mrs. Jenkins is giving LJ and I dinner now. I have to go.
Love,
Angel
Dear Mom,
Mrs. Jenkins called me over from playing with Meaghan today. She told me that I can sleep over at her house any night I want to. That is nice of her. But I don't know why I would want to.
When I got back home I saw that the coffee table and your favorite lamp is broken. Don't be mad! We will buy another lamp just like the last one for you. I will go online tonight and find one so its it ready for you when you get back. I cleaned up all the mess and vacuumed to make sure no splinters and no glass are still in the rug. I don't know where everyone is. Only David is home. He is being very quiet, which is strange.
That is all that happened today.
I Still Miss You,
Angel
Dear Mom,
Nothing much has happened for days now. I still make sure every day to be home before Dad is. When he knows where you are I will be the first to know.
Love Always,
Angel
November
MOMMY! Why would Daddy lie to me?!? He said that you died. He said that you aren't coming come. WHy would he be so mean!?! I am crying. And LJ is crying too. ANd he won't say he is wrong. I KNOW HE IS WRONG. HE IS MEAN AND BAD AND I HATE HIM!!!!
Dear Mom,
Patrick got mad at Dad and Shawn today and broke lots of things. He said that they didn't look hard enough for you. I agree. He ran out of the house really mad. I followed him, but he's faster than me. I hope he's not so mad that he doesn't come back either....
ANgel
Mom... are you mad at us? Patrick was mad, and he left. But he came back the next day. He said he was sorry. Are you more mad than he was? Is that why you are not back yet? If you are mad, I am VERY Sorry. PLease come home too. You can tell me what mad you mad and we can fix it. I promise.
I Miss You, I Love You,
Angel
Dear Mom,
I don't know how to start this. They... they... they are planning a funeral for you. You have to come home soon to show them they are wrong!!!
Angel
Dear Mom,
We have to do a foreign project for school. The teacher let me choose Ireland! I am going to do up a flag, and a map, and a collage. I am going to talk to Grandpa and have him tell me all about Ireland for the written report. I forget what our family tartan is, but Grandpa knows. I want you to make me a kilt out of it. Please?
Hugs,
Angel
Mommy,
They had the funeral today. I can't believe them. How could they do that to you?!! I didn't go. I know you are not dead. I know you will come home someday. Why don't they!?!
I must love you more than they do.
LOVE,
Angel
Dear Mom,
It's Thanksgiving. It's been so bad. They won't listen to me when I tell them you are alive. I don't know how to make them listen to me. They don't care anymore! They are all cold, mean people. I hate them.
Please come home soon and make everything better. You always made them be good. I don't know how.
Love,
Angel
December
Dear Mom,
I HATE THEM! I HATE THEM! I HATE THEM!
Angel
Dear Mom,
Shawn and David won't let me sit at the window anymore. Patrick wants to make your and my Just Us days be him and me. And today Dad took the family picture off the wall. They are all awful people! They aren't my family anymore. Not the one I knew and grew up with and love.
I Wish you were home today. I need you to hug me and take me back to my real family.
Hugs and Kisses,
Angel
Dear Mom,
Today is your birthday. Happy Birthday!
I wish I was happy, but I'm not. No one has said anything about it being your birthday. Even worse, no one is sad. No one but me. I don't understand. We can't celebrate your birthday with you, that is sad. But they act like today isn't special. They act like you didn't even exist....
I don't know what to do. I don't know how much longer I can take all this.
I hope you had a very great and wonderful birthday wherever you are. As much as you can without us. When you get home I will give you the biggest birthday party ever to make up for missing today.
LOVE, XOXO,
Angel
Mom! I can't stay here anymore! What is someone supposed to take when them when they run away? I'm taking my letters to you, and my Panda. Lets see, what else? Clothes. And my football trophy. Maybe I will think of something else before I leave.
I'm not sure where I'm going to go. I can't go to Mrs. Jenkins because she'd call Dad and tell him where I am. Maybe I will go to Meaghan's and make her not tell her parents so they won't call Dad. Yeah.
Love,
Angel
Dear Mom,
I'm SO MAD at my school. I'm a good girl! I went to school like I am supposed to! And they turned me in!! Now I'm back at home, really stuck here this time too.
Patrick yelled and yelled and yelled. Dad left the room. Some parent. I honestly thought Patrick was going to hit me. Shawn finally shut up Patrick and sent me to my room. Now I'm grounded. I'm so mad and scared and shaky I can barely write!
Please come home... please... I promise I'll be good, so good, I'll be the perfect little girl. Please just come make everything right. I'll be your little Angel again. And th{handwriting becomes unintelligible} boys and {...} and {....rest is completely unreadable}