You hear the sound of an owl behind you and a memory comes into your
head like a sharp pain. It is the voice of your mother you remember.
It is a beautiful day ad ther is sweet music playing..you are out with
friends when your mother calls you.."Natalia". And that was
it..she was back in the dark again and she felt just as empty as she
did before..but now she knew her name, and what a beautiful name it
was. The voice of her mother, she found it so kind and loving, she
wished she knew what could have happened to her family..to her