December 1st
Dear Journal
I cried when I got up this morning and found that Ryan was gone! His window was opened and his jacket was gone. I called the cops because when I was snooping around I found ropes and a knife I panicked and left the house, to at least try to find him.
I went to all his friends house, the police station to make sure he wasn't in jail. I looked everywhere but couldn't find him I was starting to panic. Wait I already started panicking about an hour ago when the police said that they couldn't find him. If only I knew where he was I would be so thankful.
I was on Dried Avenue when I opened a door and in there I saw Ryan with a pack of smokes, smoking away. I ran up to him grabbed the smokes and chucked them to the ground, I grabbed Ryan's arm and pulled him into the car. He was not happy!
On the drive home this was our conversation (I quote):
Ryan: Why? Why don't you let me do anything I want!
Me: Because some of the things that you want to do are wrong and can get you put in jail!
Ryan: But still how come you don't trust me to make the right decisions?
Me: Because Ry I've given you more than enough chances and you blew them all, especially this morning.
Ryan: You know what? Fine don't believe me I will prove to you
And that was exactly what I wanted!
Me: Then no smoking, cutting yourself or anything that can possibly get you into trouble. Do you hear me?
Ryan: Yes
By the time we got home it was really late so now I have to go to bed
Goodnight Journal
Sincerely Caroline
December 2nd
Dear Journal
This morning I woke up and decided to leave Ryan a home and go visit mom and dads grave. When I got there I talked to them about what Ryan has done and what I did about it, right now I know they'd be happy with me is what I could of asked of them. Before I came I wrote a letter to place beside my parents grave and this is how it went:
Dear My Lovely Parents,
To this pleasure I owe everything, I can't believe its been a month already. Your funeral was fantastic - sad - but fantastic. There were so many good things said. Everybody came, both sides of the family, friends and co-workers.
You were right it is really hard being a parent/ guardian. I would have never thought that Ryan would be doing the things that he is curently doing right now, I am so sorry to say that Ryan is cutting himself, smoking and doind drugs. I really would like some of your advice right now. I've tried talking to god but it - I am sorry to say it didn't work.
I miss you guys alot! I was really hoping that you would've been here to see my 17th birthday, Ryan really surprised me. I will come and visit soon.
Love Caroline
I really do miss them but life goes on. When I got home it was late and Ryan was sound asleep in his bed like a good kid. Can people really change? I guess we will find out.
Goodnight Journal
Sincerely Caroline
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