Stories of Lost Children
My Princess
by Z., Cape Town, Western Cape, South Africa
My story is still very fresh, I have four beautiful daughters that God has blessed me with, but unfortunately the eldest was taken from me not so long ago....and i keep saying to myself if I borrow someone's car and they fetch it from me, I can't be angry, can I? No, I can't because it was never my car...It has always been the others and out of goodness, they borrowed it to me. Last month on the 8th of March on a Sunday, I woke up up unusually late. When I looked at the time I was shocked to see that it was eleven 'o clock already. I got up thinking I must still make lunch, and when I walked into the kitchen, there she was my princess whom would have been 16yrs old on the 4th of May this year. A beautiful girl, with a skin as soft as a baby, brown eyes, brown streaked hair and an amazing built for her age. She was having yoghurt for breakfast, and now if I think back, I remember the sad look in her eyes. I asked her if we going to the soccer field to watch my brother them as we so traditionally did for many years, and she said she doesn’t really feel up to it, but think that she would else it's going to be a boring Sunday. I told her I don't think i will be going as I have a stabbing back pain. She then went to fill the bath and while she was waiting for the bath to fill, she was chasing her baby sister of 6years old and they ended up on my bed, her sitting on the little one and tickling her. And I went to lie down again. After she took a bath she came to my room, and started getting dressed. Then she said, "Mom, I am not feeling good, I think I have a tumour on my brain, I can't see properly." I sat up and said, "what are you feeling." And her father who is staying by us came out of his room, shocked at the statement she made, said: "How are you feeling?" She answered: “I am dizzy and nauseous,” and he said “me too.” I said, “maybe the both of you need to make open bells.” And he left the room and I told her to lie down next to me. Then minutes later I heard her say, 'Mom, help me in this very faint so ft voice(God, it kills me when I remember that) I turned around and she was just staring like she was in another world. I went into a total panic, and said to her 'WHAT'S WRONG'. She said, here's people again very soft, and I started shouting while holding her face in my hands, where! what! and I called her name, but got no response. Hysterically, I called her father! He came running into the room, and all I could shout was: MY CHILD! Sorry I can't continue this...maybe next time...
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