Disclaimer: I do not own any of JK Rowlings characters. I do own Madeline
Williams.
Chapter One:
I stood in line with her for the Merry-Go-Round at Knott's Berry Farm in California. She loved that ride. It was the fifth time we had went on it. She was wearing her red dress and I had her fine baby hair in a little ponytail with a heart clip. She was one and a half and full of life. She always wanted to sit on the horse. She liked the pink horse the best. She giggled and I knew she was having a great time.
We got off the Merry-Go-Round and she wanted Ice Cream. I took her to the Ice Cream stand. I was going to get her chocolate because that was her favorite, just like her mother's. No one was around because it was lunchtime and most people were eating. The guy at the stand was getting the ice cream and I was getting my purse. I didn't hear anything. I turned around to give her the ice cream and she was gone. My baby was gone.
I called her name. I looked everywhere that was near. I went to the security guard. I told him that I had lost my baby. We never found her. She had been taken from me. Someone took my baby. That was the only logical explanation. If she had just wandered off someone would have found her and taken her to a security guard. She never turned up. She had to have been kidnapped.
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and months into years and still no sign of my baby. Nothing she was gone. My baby had vanished into thin air. The person who had taken her had vanished into thin air. I hated that person for taking my baby. I wanted my baby back. I had always hoped that she was still alive. There was so ransom or anything. They never found a body and so tips were ever on target. In my heart I always thought my baby was alive but I never knew. I needed closure. Whether it was my baby or my baby's body I needed closure.
Closure I was soon to get...
Chapter One:
I stood in line with her for the Merry-Go-Round at Knott's Berry Farm in California. She loved that ride. It was the fifth time we had went on it. She was wearing her red dress and I had her fine baby hair in a little ponytail with a heart clip. She was one and a half and full of life. She always wanted to sit on the horse. She liked the pink horse the best. She giggled and I knew she was having a great time.
We got off the Merry-Go-Round and she wanted Ice Cream. I took her to the Ice Cream stand. I was going to get her chocolate because that was her favorite, just like her mother's. No one was around because it was lunchtime and most people were eating. The guy at the stand was getting the ice cream and I was getting my purse. I didn't hear anything. I turned around to give her the ice cream and she was gone. My baby was gone.
I called her name. I looked everywhere that was near. I went to the security guard. I told him that I had lost my baby. We never found her. She had been taken from me. Someone took my baby. That was the only logical explanation. If she had just wandered off someone would have found her and taken her to a security guard. She never turned up. She had to have been kidnapped.
Days turned into weeks and weeks turned into months and months into years and still no sign of my baby. Nothing she was gone. My baby had vanished into thin air. The person who had taken her had vanished into thin air. I hated that person for taking my baby. I wanted my baby back. I had always hoped that she was still alive. There was so ransom or anything. They never found a body and so tips were ever on target. In my heart I always thought my baby was alive but I never knew. I needed closure. Whether it was my baby or my baby's body I needed closure.
Closure I was soon to get...