Post by Skyrah on Jun 19, 2015 18:55:31 GMT -8
[Many old journals are locked in 2 chests in her room in the den, each stacked in an orderly way]
Journal entry 45,625
Hello again Momma,
I am still the wanderer, the one that walks the Isle day in and day out. I know you are here, I have this feeling and the message I was given in the Spiritual plane. I am not going to give up, I won't stop until I find you. Even though you are gone from this plane I still want that closurer. I sometimes wonder if you are here, watching me even though I can not see you. Each day I am having a harder time remembering what you look like, though I do have the paintings I have done of you but its not the same. I want to keep those memories of the short time we had together when I was just a child. I miss you. There is a part of me that is missing, all these years I get close to a lead but by the time I got there you were gone. I wish I could have seen you at least one more time, I learned so much from you from that short time. I am trying to be the best I could be for you, to make you proud.
As I keep searching for you I feel like I am missing something, I feel like I have searched this isle more then once but I keep coming to a dead end. I have decided I am going to open up to Serra and Caz, tell them who I really am...why I am here and see if maybe I could get some help from them. They have been on the Isle for awhile and they have walked the grounds, maybe they have seen something that I have not. I do hope so.
Love your daughter,
Sophia
Journal entry 45,625
Hello again Momma,
I am still the wanderer, the one that walks the Isle day in and day out. I know you are here, I have this feeling and the message I was given in the Spiritual plane. I am not going to give up, I won't stop until I find you. Even though you are gone from this plane I still want that closurer. I sometimes wonder if you are here, watching me even though I can not see you. Each day I am having a harder time remembering what you look like, though I do have the paintings I have done of you but its not the same. I want to keep those memories of the short time we had together when I was just a child. I miss you. There is a part of me that is missing, all these years I get close to a lead but by the time I got there you were gone. I wish I could have seen you at least one more time, I learned so much from you from that short time. I am trying to be the best I could be for you, to make you proud.
As I keep searching for you I feel like I am missing something, I feel like I have searched this isle more then once but I keep coming to a dead end. I have decided I am going to open up to Serra and Caz, tell them who I really am...why I am here and see if maybe I could get some help from them. They have been on the Isle for awhile and they have walked the grounds, maybe they have seen something that I have not. I do hope so.
Love your daughter,
Sophia