12/30/2009 And then.....

Ok , its getting later and later and I'm trying harder and harder not to worry. I start calling everyone I know. Someone tells me that you were at your friends house playing video games...someone else says that you were going to play basketball. Finally someone tells me that you were seen riding your bike down Gordon , going in the direction of your grandmas. So now I'm thinking that you are going to go there because its late. You know that I am going to yell and be mad at you and your grandma wont say a word because you are her favorite.Me and grandma are texting back and forth. Call me if he gets there ok? and you call me if he shows up there. We go back and forth. I try to lay down but that's not happening.Finally I cant take it anymore I get up and get dressed. I am going looking for you. I try calling your grandma and she wont answer. Why wont she answer? I am persistant and call over and over while I get ready to go.Ive got a cell phone in each hand. I'm calling grandma and your coach because I hear he is looking for me. No one is answering. I put on my jacket and go towards the door. And then there is a knock.
(***This is really hard for me to write. To relive these moments is torture, but I want you to know how I felt***)
I open the door and I see a policeman. Oh great I think ,Phillip got arrested. I'm irritated now because what have you done this time?Then I see grandma and she is crying.I hear the policeman saying ,"Are you Mrs. Duran?" but it seems like a haze to me. Then he's asking grandma," Is this her?" Then I see two other people behind them. There is a man standing back wringing his hands. Then I see a woman and she is holding a bible and she has the worst look on her face. That's when I knew......