When I came home it was a normal day, except Dan's car was gone. 'I wonder where he went' I thought. I walked in side and the house looked bare. At first I thought we had been robbed, but then I walked into his room. It was empty. Everything he owned was gone. I opened the closet and a few shirts were still there as with his key. No note as to why he left, he was just gone. He took all the pictures with him, but left the memories.
H- Dan where are you?
H- Why did you leave?
H- Are you ok?
I went to his favorite bar twice a week in search of him, but he was never there. I searched all over town for him.
I moved to London to get away from the memories and to move on, but everywhere I went, everything reminded me of him. I thought of moving to the U.S.A. but I knew I would still see him in everything.
A year and a half later, I was walking when I saw a girl wearing a shirt with his face on it. "Who is that?" I asked. She responded with,"Dan Howell of course. He's a YouTuber." When I got home, I searched him up, and watched all of his videos. I missed that voice.
