The weeks went fast by. And Anna had to go to school. Some of the school teachers knew about Johanna, but her friends didn't know. Anna's Friends wondered why Anna was so unhappy. Annas friends decide to take her to the school curators. Anna spoke to the curators. But she didn't want to talk about Johanna. But at last the curator took up Johanna.
-What's your family relationship? Have you spent time with your parents? The curator asked. Anna nodded her head.
-Well, how about your sister. Hmm. Johanna. The curator asked. Anna burst into tears. The curator wondered. Why Anna began to cry? The curator asked.
-Why did you start crying? What has happened between you and your sister? The curator wondered. Anna thanked for a moment.
-Hmm. About two months ago. Before I stopped coming to school. I got home I wondered why no one was at home because usually, my mother is at home. I tried to call my parents where they were but their phones were turned off. Well, I decided that I guess they were at some home visit because my father is a pastor and my parents visit homes. Anna says. The curator listens attentively.
-Well, I had to go to do my homework. Well later in that evening my parents came home. I told them Hi and continued my homework. After a while, dad asked me to come downstairs. I said that I will come soon. But my father said that the case concerns Johanna. And my parents know that my little sister is really important to me. I arrived downstairs. My parents were sad in appearance. They told me that Johanna had a post-traumatic stress disorder the scene. Anna says. The curator was horrified.
-Well, how your sister is feeling now? The curator asked.
-Well, the next day we went to the hospital to watch Johanna. I went first to talk with Johanna, because I had asked for it. At first, I didn't know what to say, but then I started by telling something. I was speaking about our childhood. It was easy because it was not nice to look at my little sister in the hospital bed motionless and eyes closed. When I left Johanna's room, I said her bye. My parents went next. I didn't know where they had spoken, but they were sadly in appearance. On the way home, my parents talked about what the doctor had said. I took as a long time before we could go back again because I loved her so much, but we went anyway. When we were going to the Johanna Room, a doctor came against us. Who told us that Johanna had moved to another place and that doctor was not sure where. No other doctors knew about the transfer and they didn't even know who had been transferring. My father came up with the idea of watching video cameras, who was transferring Johanna. A former friend of a doctor, who had been imprisoned, was identified on the videotape. The doctor told him that his former friend had been imprisoned for k********g and exploiting young people. And the rest of you probably know if you watched the news. Anna said.
-Yes. We just have to hope that the cops will find Johanna. You don't have to worry about it. The curator said, comforting. It took a moment when neither knew what to say.
-Please don't tell about this to my friends. I promise to tell everything when I'm ready for it. The curator promised not to tell but urged to tell her friends shortly. Anna promised to tell her friends in the next week. The bells rang
-You can go to the next lesson but please come when something is on your mind and we can talk. Anna leaves from the curator's room, towards the mother language class. Everyone was already in a classroom and Annas teacher know that she had been in the curator's office. The teacher asked Anna to sit in her place and start the class.
-Today we have the subject of family. And your aim is to write an essay/story about your family. The mother language teacher told us. Anna started thinking about what to tell about her family. "My little sister was kidn*pped, I missed my little sister." Anna began to cry. All the students started to look at why Anna started crying. The teacher came to me.
-Why are you crying? The teacher asked. Anna showed the topics where would she have written. The teacher understood and gave Anna the permission to make an essay about something about she loved. Anna started thinking about what she would write about. In the end, she realized that she could write a story about animals, because Anna loved animals.
Before the end of the class, the teacher says.
-Finish your writing at home. No other homework. All the students rushed out. Anna started packing her bag. The teacher came to talk to Anna.
-Could you please tell me a bit more detail why Anna was choosing topics like that? The teacher asks. Anna tells what had happened to Johanna. The teacher listened with understanding. And began to tell his daughter that she had been kidn*pped 3 years ago and had been discovered a year ago. Anna began to hope that Johanna could find a quickly. The teacher let her go to the next class.
Annas school day went quickly because she thought what a mother language teacher had told her.