[ TT ] [ IP ] The Lost Children

They stood atop a hill looking out into the darkness. Many of them could n't be more than 10 years old. Some were barely old enough to have learned to walk. But there they were -- just staring. Their eyes glowed yellow under the light of the moon. 
 
 Funny, I do n't see a moon out tonight. 
 
 I was n't sure what led me to come here. Nights and nights of insomnia, probably. Everyone was worried about me, telling me that I needed to rest or that I needed to talk to someone. 
 
 No, I was n't going to talk to anyone. I do n't need some shrink to tell me to move on with my life. I ca n't forget what happened. I ca n't -- no, I wo n't forget her. 
 
 Her voice -- I remember now -- her voice was what drew me here. I heard her calling me as I was finally drifting off to sleep. I thought I was dreaming of seeing her again and having the chance to tell her I was sorry. 
 
 *'' It's all my fault. I should have been paying more attention. I'm so sorry, baby. `` * 
 
 *'' It's okay. It does n't hurt anymore. Come visit me and play!! `` * 
 
 I have to find her. 
 
 The figures began to move forward. What were they moving towards? Were they trying to return to their loved ones? Were they out for revenge? I wondered if anyone else had ever found this place before. 
 
 As they approached closer, I saw one stumbling along carrying a teddy bear. Could it be? Could it really be her? 
 
 `` DADDY!!!! COME PLAY WITH ME AND STAY HERE FOREVER!!!!!'' 
 
 I ca n't say no to my little girl, can I?
