The Life I Could Never Have

Introduction

A/N- This is in introduction because it is too short to be a prologue.

I wanted to be with her so badly it physically hurt. Not the kind of hurt you feel when you break your wrist, but the crippling pain of missing someone you love. It's been three days since my sister disappeared. People say she committed suicide, but I know better.

My sister loved life and one would think she never stopped smiling. I know she probably isn't smiling, and that drives me even more to find her. Right now, I want nothing more than to just hold her hand and tell her everything will be alright, even though I know it's not. I know her disappearance was caused by one thing and one thing alone, and it wasn't suicide. It was a kidnapping, and I will find her kidnappers, even if it kills me.

A/N: please comment if I should continue the story. Thanks for reading.