Dear Diary,
It's been two months. Two months since Stitch's last letter. Two months since I last heard from the one I love. Two months since I've been able to honestly tell my daughter that her father is okay. That he will be coming home. That the war would end soon and all would go back to the way it was.
But it won't be.
It can't go back.
Things are too different now.
I can't trust any news that comes. Something was off about that letter from the grand council. It didn't feel right. I've known them for a long time now. They wouldn't be that cold in a situation like this. Sparky is gone. Stitch and Reuben are missing. I haven't the heart to tell Nani or David. Pleakley is too busy to let him know. He's been taking over my duties as of late… I just haven't had the heart to work.
Switch is completely distraught. As is Angel. I know Angel will be strong for the kids. She hasn't given up hope. She won't. She's strong like that. I'm doing my best to not give up… I need to be strong for Lei. It's just… so hard. It feels like something bad happens to everyone I love. I suppose I shouldn't complain. Stitch is only missing. There is a chance that he's still alive. Switch has it far worse than I do. The one she loves is gone forever. We couldn't even have a proper burial.
Jumba came back home to help with the ceremonies. It was the first time we've lost one of the cousins. Everyone showed up. Everyone that could anyway. So many are still out there, fighting. Fighting for peace. Fighting for our safety. I just hope that nothing bad happens to them as well. All of them have their one true place to return to. But so does Stitch.
I can be strong. I know he'll be okay. He's the great, six-two-six. Nothing can stop him. It's the unknown that's the scariest.
Myrtle, Teresa, Elena, and Yuki come over every day now. Always checking up on me. Making sure I'm okay. Whenever they do, Lei goes to play by herself in her room. She won't come up until their gone. I always apologize for her, but they say it's okay. This has all been so hard on her. Maybe even more so than me. I just don't want her to grow up like I did. I had an amazing 'ohana all through my childhood. But I want her to have her father in her life.
I can't keep wallowing in self-pity. Stitch wouldn't want me to. He'd tell me to wipe away my tears. Tell me that everything is okay. That everything will be okay. And he'd say it with that goofy smile of his. And it would melt my heart. And somehow, I'd just know that things will turn out okay in the end.
I know something is wrong. People have gone missing. Some have returned. And as Stitch warned, they're different. Our letters were censored. Someone didn't want us to know all the details that were happening. Cobra was acting strange about Stitch. And then Rueben and Sparky's secret mission lead to an ambush. And finally, that weird letter from the council. This isn't right. I need to do something. If things keep going down this path. It can only get worse. I'm sure that wherever Stitch is, he's doing what he can to figure this out and put an end to it. And I will do the same.
Lilo