The search

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Brads pov.

A tear rolled down my check as I slammed the stapler into another sign. Mackenzies mom and I printed out hundreds of missing flyers with a picture and some information on it.

I had taken the picture on the flyer. It was her birthday last year when she had just turned 16. She had a huge smile on her face. I miss that smile more than anything...,

I quickly snapped back into reality, I need to put the rest of these up. The police have been looking for months but have seen no sign of her. Her mom, dad, and i have began organizing search parties but they have been no use to us.

The cold wind whirls around me as I try to keep the flyers from flying out of my hand. I need to find her. I should be searching right now instead of hanging stupid fucking flyers.

I quickly hung up the rest of the flyers. I'm finding her soon. I will do whatever it takes.

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