Dad has always been there for me. Since, my mother went missing he has respected my existence. I always hoped dad won't leave like mother did. But now he has and now I'm all alone. I feel like curling up into a ball and crying until I die. But I can't because my parents won't be proud of me practically killing myself. Martha and Sue won't be proud of me either although, suicide seems like an option at the moment. My father has disappeared and my mother has been missing for nine years (she went missing when I was six)
(Chloe-the next day, School)
"Hey, Martha. "
"Hi, Chloe."
"Hey, Sue. "
"Hi, Chloe."
"Have you heard about the new kids. "
"No.. Who are they. "
"Riley, Ruby, Noah, Carlos, Catherine, Courtney, Naomi, Jay, Shyan and Kat."
"Wow... A lot of people!"
"Yup!"
YOU ARE READING
The art of joy.
Teen FictionThis is a story about a girl called Chloe. Her mother goes missing. With Chloe's future and her mother still missing she is starting to reflect what actually happened to her mother. What do you think happened to her mother?
