The Search For Mystery Girl

The Beginning

Ray
There are things we don't want the answers to and never will get the answers to what happened. All we know is that we can't find anything to locate Anastasia. The last time she was seen was when she left school to head home. Carla asked the other children if they had seen her and they said she was getting her books together at the school. I think back to the last minute I saw her and she was distracted by her food. We are still looking for her all these years. The Police Department is small and not really staffed to do much but send out a couple of people to investigate her disappearance.

Carla
I look at the date and I think about what I missed, was someone following her and got their chance to grab her. No one saw anything out of ordinary. We had no leads at all and no one saw anything. She just disappeared completely like she didn't even exist, but she does exist, I refuse to say she did exist because it makes her seem like she's dead. Our children were all we had in this world, we lost everything and finally we were able to find our way back. Both of our parents and siblings were dead in an explosion that killed them and employees working at body shop. They were there to pick up their belongings and had police escort with them. It was a court ordered date and time and there was a lot of animosity regarding the company being sold and employees were not guaranteed a job. The new owners were also killed in the explosion. They found that it was c4 and was timed to go off as soon as someone detonated it. The employees weren't allowed in the building after the sale. Ray and I met each other at our parents company picnic. All four ran and owned the company. We were told that we might be next and we picked up and left town and moved to another town. That was after Anastasia disappeared. The police updated us on any leads and we kept asking and looking as well. We bought a place in Seattle with the money from the sale of our home.

A year after Anastasia disappeared.

Dr Grace Grey
I was called to the ER to look over a young child. When I arrived I saw a child who looked nearly beaten to death and comatose. They were cleaning her up and taking her clothing into evidence. They did a an evaluation and was waiting for me to do a more thorough examination. At first I had no idea what I was looking at. I had examined her from head to toe and she hadn't been molested in any way. We had her scanned and found broken bones current and healed. Her coma was not due to any head injuries, whoever did this to her. The police are trying to find out who she is but they don't have any answers yet.

Mystery Girl
I am being punched and thrown about and I finally just fall into a deep sleep. I see what looks like my grandparents, they are dead but it is like they are with me. I hear noises and see a light and they keep saying hold on. Hold on to what? I am trying to open my eyes but I can't seem to get them to open. The fist keeps coming at me and a foot comes down and that's the last I see and I no longer feel anything. It's not my fault she died and I am trying to hide but there's no place to hide. All I recall of my life is that once I had a real name and a family. They told me my parents died a long time ago. I have no idea who I am anymore and I don't where I am. I finally open my eyes but they are blurry and I can't see anything but figures moving around me.

Jose Rodriquez
I was a classmate of Anastasia Steele and I had a crush on her. I sketched her every chance I could get. Then she went missing and I sketched her ghost and her tombstone. My parents were concerned about me being affected by her missing and took me to a child psychologist. They told them that I was obsessed with the girl and I needed to talk it through. Soon I am sketching her and a lot of other things and people as therapy. I started painting and taking photos in my spare time. When others were playing sports I was always using my hands to create works of art. I sold them to get more supplies and soon I had offers for my works from galleries. At ten I was doing well thanks to my mom and dad. I will never forget Anastasia and I hope she is safe and sound wherever she is.

I am owner of a gallery and I have a nice income, I tried the college route but it wasn't for me. My best sellers are of Anastasia in different poses and each one has a different mark integrated into the sketch or painting. I had a woman come in and buy a painting of Anastasia and she said that the girl looked familiar to her but she couldn't figure out why.

Grace
I stayed on the mystery girls case until she was released into foster care. We came up with a name for her and was able to get her a birth certificate in her new name. We let her decide on her name. She chose Anna Smith because it is simple to write. We all said goodbye to her and wished her good luck. She has bad nightmares about before she arrived here, well she thinks they were actual events in her life.

Anna Smith
As soon as I could I got emancipated, I couldn't stay with the foster parents they keep sending me to. I worked for extra money and hid it from them but they kept stealing it. I finally found a way to put it in the bank. One of my teachers helped me get a savings account. I kept trying to stay safe, but I couldn't and I found a place that would teach me self defense so they could get other girls interested in taking the courses. They photoshopped my face in the ads, because they were worried that the abusers that put me in the hospital might find me.