I am Elizabeth Nightengale. I am a girl who wants to find her cat.
I wonder if my cat will come back.
I hear a deer in the woods.
I see my cat’s footprints. I wish she would come back.
I want to know where she is. I miss her.
I am a sad girl who wants her cat back.
I pretend she is in my room playing.
I feel like I could just scream.
I touch my heart.
I worry that she is dead.
I cry because I am scared that she is never coming back.
I am Elizabeth Nightengale.
I understand that she might not come back.
I say, “NO!!”
I dream that she is on the sofa in front of the fireplace with me.
I try to not cry.
I hope that I will find her.
I am a sad girl who found her cat, and she has a dagger in her.
I hope that she is in a better place.