Middle of the night. Trees blowing hitting on my windows. 2:00 am. I felt something in my room. I woke up suddenly. When I opened my eyes, I saw my dad standing next to my full size bed. He started to say something. "Annabelle, Augustus is no good. I believe that you will do that right thing. I believe that you will find a way to get me back. I believe that you will find a way. And I will always be right by your side. I will always be by your shoulder. And I will always be here when ever you need to talk. I will always be here when ever you need cheering up. I haven't left for good. I'm still here in your heart. I haven't left your side. I'm always looking out for you. I'm not going to leave your side. I hope that one day I can see your beautiful smile again. I hope that one day I get to hug you. I hope that one day comes soon. And I hope that you know I love you."

I need to find a way. I know this. I just don't know how.