I knew that I couldn't find Elena by my self so I met her boyfriend( they were dating before she disappeared at least) at the cafe down the street and I showed him the pictures. He was shocked. A cold tear streamed down his face. You could tell that he stoped believing that she was still out there. He had given up. He thought she was dead. He told me he wanted me to help him find her and I told him to meet me at the fallen apart treehouse behind my house to discuss our plan is secret. He was very ignorant and messed me up a lot but I knew I would need the extra help so I kept him on the search team. We spent about 2 weeks trying to contact her and studying the photos until we both had memorized her phone number and had an exact copy of the picture in our head. I was really concerned we were not going to find her after the 3 week point, but I knew I couldn't give up... Elena needed me!

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The Picture
General FictionAfter I moved nothing felt right. The new town was different. Nothing made sense. Then I met Elena.