A nightmare come true , My little brother had just turned 12 years old he was a talented young man , He was really just a kid . I never imaged life without him until the day I lost him.

It has been eight long years since Steven has been missing , he went outside with his dogs to play and never returned , it has been so long since I have seen his face and the pain is as fresh as it was the day he disappeared . The images over time come and go and I am afraid I will forget his face, his laughter , and his voice . So many nights I lay awake my heart so filled with pain . How can I make this feeling ever go away . They say time will heal and the pain will fade but I am here to say that, that is not the case .

Stevens case is still open and unsolved to this day . And not a day goes by that I don’t think about him and his life, and what he would look like today . All I have is pictures of him frozen in time . Never changing always the same face . I pray that the lord will return him back to us everyday . I light a candle every night and place in my window in hopes it will light his way home . But until then I will remain living on memories .

How do you over come something so close to your heart as this. How do you move forward when you want so badly to move backward and change time . If only we could go back in time would things be different did we miss the signs and could we have prevented this nightmare . Or was it meant to be this way ? I ask myself these things everyday and have yet to find all the answers that I am looking for . So until then I shall remain lonely girl.