It took me awhile before I decided to speak. I felt myself feel almost awkward standing there,with Ayumi on the side for support always there for me anyway she possibly could, and me wondering if talking about this would help do something for me.
Everyone stood there with blank faces, waiting patiently for me to talk and I was just choking on my tongue. My eyes glanced over at Ayumi who placed her hand tightly on mind and gave me a look to go for it. I swallowed, and imagined Sango right on the center stage standing there with only a smile, nothing more. It was clear to me, I had to say how I felt about what happened to her, I kept it in too long.
" You can do it Kagome."
Ayumi whispered softly, while she backed away enough for me to gain the spotlight. I just smiled remembering our memories gather and why I had been up here in the first place.
" No paper can describe the words how much you miss someone. A missing person, or someone that has passed on. It isn't easy to stand up here and talk about a girl who could be either of those things right now. Sango was probably one of the greatest people I've met in my entire life. She was kind to people, and she put others first before herself. She never let anyone down, not even me. It's been hard to sit here and not know if she's with us or not. She did not deserve to get what she did. She was captured, taken away without warning. I want to believe she's alive, people who are in the same spot want to too. Nobody knows how much I miss her. If she alive, like people claim I'll find her somehow-
In the middle of my speech, Sango's mother had walked right back in standing exactly where she was when she had left. She stood there dead silent watching everything I said, knowing that I was up there to talk about Sango. Her eyes just peered directly at mine, and then my speech felt like it wasn't just to everyone, it was aimed towards Sango's mother.
" I believe she's alive. I have no doubt in my mind. Sango isn't the girl who just disappears. Maybe others don't believe that anymore or never have, but I strongly do. Nobody will understand my pain unless you took a walk in someone else's shoes."
I instantly bowed my head down, the tears and anger were building up. I tried to stand tall but I was too overwhelmed with the idea of her being alive somewhere, someone keeping her captive doing whatever they pleased with her. It cut so deep, it was hard to even describe that feeling.
Now looking in her mother's eyes she had lost her happiness, looked like she lost everything in her life. She looked like an empty shell; as though there was nothing left of her anymore. She tried her best to continue for herself and especially Kohaku who had become an only child. It was hard for him. Sango and him shared a room together, and to have one empty bed killed them. They would never be over what happened to her. They had pleaded and begged so much on news stations, talk shows wanting her back. Sango's mother had even said, " Have her today, take me tomorrow."
They were so many rumors about people seeing a glimpse of her somewhere in the United States. Someone caught a picture of a girl who looked like a complete whore walking with a man towards a truck. It was hard to believe when everyone got into the missing story about Sango. It was true that people would take them as sex slaves, problem was none of us truly knew if she was alive or not.
Finally, I went off stage throwing myself into the seat wishing I could just drift away. Ayumi smiled rubbing my back.
" I believe so too Kagome. You were really brave to go up and do that. I know Sango would be proud, believe me."
It was with that the whole assembly was over. I barely even realized I had sit been sitting there so out of it, not even realizing people were waving to me, graduating me for my speech or even have left the in the first place. I was seemed to be somewhere else of on my own.
" Kagome, were the last people here. I think your family is anxious to see you! Come on!"
Ayumi screamed loud enough to snap me out of my little trance. I just couldn't accept that Sango was gone, even after all the time that time she wasn't around me at all. When it came down to it, it was such a tragedy that I went into deep thought whether she was alive or not. A lot made jokes about it that she was probably dead laying in some forest, her body rotting into the forest floor. I didn't believe that one bit. I knew she was out there, but whoever had her was a sick individual placed where ever she was with no free will. I imagined her begging to escape, and the way I viewed it was graphic and sometimes I wished at that moment she was in peace than taking kind of pain and torture.
She wasn't the girl to just disappear. She always told her mother where she went at all times, always had her cell phone on her, and always came home at the moment she was expected. I couldn't label her as someone dead, I just couldn't. Not if there wasn't prove.
" I'm coming just give me a second."
Finally the door slammed shut, and complete silence was all that was left. I felt so small by myself compared to the empty seats all around me. I allowed myself to cry as loud and as long as I wanted to, all I wanted was the impossible, to have my friend back.