Your name stays

Her name is Lotta. She is my girl, my daughter. It has grown great. It wanted to get out. Out into the wide world. How I miss her, my Lotti. But she'll be back home soon. Then I won't let go of her, no, no.

Oh Lotta, where are you? Is your train possibly delayed? Or did you forget me I knew that the big wide world would devour you, tear you away from me and take you away from me. But already that fast? Oh Lotti, where are you staying?

My dear Lotta, I am writing these lines because otherwise you won't speak to me. I miss you unbearably. My girl, how quickly the time has passed. I hope you fared well? Dear Lotterl, Lieselotte, write to me.

Hello Lotta, it's me again. I am glad that you feel that way. You really seem to be beaming. What happiness that is for my soul. Now you think for sure, please go mom, don't get sappy. But Lotterl, Lieselotte, really, I'm happy. I think he's the one for you.

Hello, I'm Lotta, Lieselotte, actually. It's nice that we get to know each other. I think this will be nice. Oh mom, I'll tell you he's great. Nice and smart and fun on top of that. I really can't be happier. How I look forward to seeing you again.

How nice it is that we know each other. I'm sorry, what? Henceforth should I call yours me? Oh, how happy I am. From now on I shall be yours. Yes i will say You and me, me and you. We are called when they ask.

Mom i'm afraid What is left of me when I am his? Who stays when two become one? Did I make a mistake? No, definitely not. Everyone has bad days. Go please, the dark features that pass, tell me the others. Don't act like that, just make up your mind. Maybe I do, after all, now I am his too. It's normal that something doesn't fit.

I said he should go. Quickly and away, I said. I'm so scared mom So scared. Go please, I said. He stayed. He has become grumpy. Really angry at all. Please go, what are you doing, he said. Mummy…

Dear Lotterl, come home. I ask you, I'll get you out of there too. Don't listen to the others. “Go please, you are imagining it. Don't queue up, you're going to be after all. ”No, no, that's not my child. I'm here for you, but please, Lotta come home.

Lieselotte. Lotta. Lotterl. My child, my daughter. I miss the tears, just the words. Please Lotterl, come back. Please daughter, get out of this box and sit down with me. What remains of you now, after all you were to be completely in the end. That can't be the truth. No no no.

Her name remains Lotta. She was my girl, my daughter. You want to go out into the world. And the world took it from me. No, not the world, no, no. It was him. And she case number 29.

Author's note:

When I started to write this text, the number was 16 in the end ...