The heartfelt words of Georgia's father

I am Stephen Williams and I have been happily married to Lynnette for 32 years. We waited 10 years before having children, and then we had Scarlett who is now nearly 23 years old and Georgia 17 years and nine months.

"The Girls", as my wife refers to them, have been our lives and have bought joy and happiness to us since the day each of them was born. In our eyes we are the perfect family. We all love each other and each of us contributes in full to our family life.

Lynnette and I would often say that we have everything we could ever wish for because we have our beautiful family. Everything we ever planned in the past, and for the future, we considered the family as a whole. From mine and Lynnette's retirement plans to the girls' future and their careers, we would all sit and talk about our dreams and aspirations.

Unlike Scarlett, who flitted from one idea to another when choosing her career path, Georgia knew exactly what she wanted to do.

Georgia; a sweet and loving girl, was bullied at junior school but had persevered and stood up against this and grew stronger, becoming an advocate for fairness for everyone. At senior school she became a student mentor, student counsellor and in her final year made us very very proud when she became head girl. Her principle was that being at school should be all inclusive for all levels of ability and background.

Out of school she was a corporal in the RAF Air Cadets, a very good all-round sportswoman and loved the outdoor life. Her dream was to join the Air Force and she was very 'put out' when she attended the recruiting office to be told she couldn't join the unit of her choice as they did not accept women. She had a right moan at the recruiting sergeant and her officers in the Air Cadets.

On May 26, evil took Georgia away from her family, people she inspired and the numerous others that have told us stories on inspiration. The world lost a truly wonderful person on that evening.

On that Sunday, not only Georgia's life was taken, the life of her family was taken too. Yes we still exist, but that is all it is . . . an existence.

There are words like 'devastated' and 'crushed' that people use to describe the impact of such a tragedy but there are not yet written any words that can truly convey to others what it is like to lose your precious daughter in such a cruel and evil way. I am absolutely broken-hearted to have lost my daughter, friend and soul mate.

I am not ashamed to say that each day I cry endlessly from morning to night.

Lynnette can hardly face going into Georgia's bedroom because of the emotional turmoil it causes her. She cries herself to sleep each night and then is violently woken by dreams and images of what happened to Georgia.

When I think of such things, and I think of them often – you can't help it as parents – my insides turn over and sometimes I am physically sick.

We have been damned by evil to endure this sorrow and misery till the ends of our natural lives.

We miss the sweet smile, the hugs, the kisses, and her infectious personality. We miss the sound of her slightly out of tune voice coming from her bedroom and the sunshine she bought into our lives.

Georgia's sister Scarlett has emotionally run away from this darkness we now live in. Gone are the long talks that me and Scarlett used to have about her passion for history. Gone is the banter that we all shared on our family nights in front of the TV watching our favourite movies 'It's a Wonderful Life', 'Elf' and all the Disney movies that, yes, even as grown ups we all still watched like it was the first time.

Gone are the house full of friends that Georgia would have for 'sleep overs' and the happy mayhem that would cause.

We are all having counselling to try to help us cope with our burden. We are told that the grief and pain will never go away, but we should all learn techniques to help us cope with everyday things. What sort of life lies ahead of us when we need techniques to deal with life?

It's been seven months now since Georgia's life was needlessly and selfishly taken away from her and the pain increases every day.

When the terror of what happened to Georgia hits me I am physically debilitated by the overwhelming confusion that's within my mind, the helplessness, the dread, the fact that the whole of Georgia's life was taken purely for a few moments in time of evil self gratification.

Even with medical assistance, as both Lynnette and I are under doctor's supervision, this endless pain is still unbearable. What will become of us we can't say?

I have lost two stone in weight and I am unable to work at this time due to my grief. Lynnette has decided she is unable to face work again as her job is so open to the public. So not only do we have to cope with the overwhelming emotional pressure, we now have to cope with financial pressure of the loss of an income. Lynnette's parents are helping us with this rather insignificant problem in the scale of what's happened to Georgia, but nevertheless it is a problem.

One of the worst things that Lynnette and I both have to face is that Georgia was dumped naked in the wilds and left to the ravages of that environment for four days. This could have been avoided if the selfish evil that did this had offered information of her whereabouts, but he didn't.

Because of this, the once beautiful girl that was our Georgia was not the person we were expecting to see when we went to say our final words at the Chapel of Rest. What we saw will stay imprinted on our memories forever, it did not look like our Georgia and there was not a sign of serenity on her face.

It is a terrible, terrible thing to describe your own daughter as grotesque. But that is what was in front of us. Lynnette could barely steal herself to look upon Georgia and we instantly broke down.

Scarlett was awaiting her turn to see Georgia along with her grandparents but I had to stop them going in. I explained that it was best to remember Georgia as she had been. I had to physically restrain Scarlett as she became hysterical with grief, not being able to say a proper goodbye to her sister. I believe that by making that decision I saved Scarlett and her grandparents from the image that will now haunt Lynnette and me for eternity.

We grieve for the life that Georgia once dreamt of with her plans for the future. She had sat with her sister and planned what their weddings would be like and talked about how they would still go on holidays with mum and dad.

Georgia had been determined to follow her dreams and join the Air Force and get 'front line' so her plan was to join as a paramedic and she enrolled at college with this aim.

Georgia loved life and friends, she was 100mph, always doing something with the cadets, sports, volunteering and helping anyone who needed it. She had already made a mark on life at 17 years old, who knows what she could have achieved?

When we think of the waste of life we can only say it's a 'crying shame' and we will miss all these moments that parents expect to share with their children.

On the 6th, 7th and 8th September this year it was Scarlett's graduation from university, Lynnette's birthday and Georgia's 18th birthday respectively. What should have been a weekend of celebration was one of the hardest times we have had to endure.

We know that there will be even more times like these that we will have to endure, the times when families get together for birthdays, weddings, Christmases, Christenings etc we will sit and remember and shed tears and suffer the loss over and over again.

On December 2, Jamie Reynolds pleaded guilty to the murder of Georgia. This has not eased our loss at all, nothing has changed, we feel no better. As time has passed our pain has not eased, in fact it has worsened. We are still receiving counselling and therapy to help us with our existence, it is not a life.

Not only have we lost our bright, sweet and loving 17 year old daughter, we have lost every stage of her life.

Georgia the baby who I held in my arms when she was born, Georgia the toddler taking her first steps, the little girl who I took to dancing lessons, Georgia who I carried on my shoulders when she was tired. The fun loving Georgia through her schooling, who in recent years had matured into a young woman, who still had a cheeky funny side and had a bright future in front of her.

The guilty plea has not stopped us having to hear and see things that no parent, in fact, no person should ever have to experience. We have been told about detail of the case that is upsetting, horrific and beyond comprehension. The moments and days after we have been informed of the investigation and evidence see us totally and utterly destroyed. We struggle to function. I have to be told to eat food, although it has no taste. At times Lynnette has to remind me to breathe.

We are also worried sick for our daughter Scarlett. She is bottling her true emotions up. She has to keep busy in an attempt to block out the most horrific thoughts of what happened to her sister. Scarlett no longer has trust in people and is struggling to see a future where she can have a relationship that is founded on trust.