Chapter 11

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Note: hi this is a few months later like two sorry enjoy !

Nothing again this is great. I have been living in this flat trying to well look for any news about dad. I have taken a job in journalism and this is my chance to actually find out about him.

At this point in time I just want to hear anything at all.

Bad or good .

I mean....

It would be better good but.

I don't know I just have this thought of him. And it is just not good . I have tyres to keep my mind off it but the whole mum thing happened so fast I could keep up.

Well so far in my job I have done small job stuff for a magazine today it is time to ask if I can do a report on my dad.

What time is the bus?

Oh no !!

I am late grab my tea and go .The elver we is jam packet so ;maybe the stairs.

Oh great the bus "Hey hey wait please!!" yes he is pulling over . " One ticket to Colchester. "
"Here you go that is £5 please."
"Thank you." as a let the money go it was like letting go of all hope and sadly felt unbearable . I sat down almost in tears . the bus took a long time. the only thing that caught my attention was when the bus stop and a man came inside. he was dressed in a tiers , green , dirty jumper with his hooding coving his face it was not till he looked up did I see who he was.

Hope you guys liked it . Sorry I haven't updated. Please vote thanks so much!!!! The reason why is because I lost my iPod and couldn't write thanks again and sorry.

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