I need to remind myself this more. I always worry things will go wrong that the more I worry I cause something to go wrong. The unknown is scary and I hate not knowing things or always feeling reassured. One of my biggest goals to work on.
"Tell me the truth Jacob! Where are they?" My voice sounds high-pitched and squeaky, revealing my desperation. He knows where my family is, what happened to them; to everyone that disappeared that night. His gray eyes slowly gaze up and meet mine. "Gone."