Behind the door

The truth about you

My name is Marie. The story I'm willing to tell you is by my sister Kayla.

As I woke up that morning police was investigating my house. I was confused. I went to search for Kayla in her room but there was no sight of her at all. Why is Kayla's room getting investegated? I asked myself. I was zooned out. The policeman asked me if I knew what happened to my sister. And I didn't. But what I was about to hear was horrible. Why did it have to be her? Why wasn't it me? The policeman told me to calm down first. They said that my sister has been murdered but they couldn't manage to find the body. I freaked out. MURDERED? I just woke up and heard the most shocking news. Since the loss of my mother through the same way Kayla is gone I haven't been myself. I begun to cry as I ran to the kitchen just to see my dad in tears. Dad..? I said with a low voice while drowning in my tears. What happened...? He said he didn't know. He has seen blood in Kayla's room and he hasn't seen her since yesterday but she hasn't left the house. That's why we all think she was murdered by something.. That really freaked me out. I was really scared. I didn't want to believe anyone because this is excatly what happened to my mother. Mysterious disappear. And she still hasn't been found till this day. No dad.. Please tell me there is still hope she's alive... I don't want to believe anything right now I said. As he hugged me the police were already next to us. I turned around facing them. So.. has anything...been found yet? Nothing they answered. Nothing? That's what I was afraid of. I was afraid of having to take things in my hands. That can't be possible! Are you sure you've looked everywhere? Her...her body.. it must be..somewhere. They just left the house saying they will come tomorrow 8 am sharp to take a closer look at it.