miss·ing (adjective): (of a person) absent from a place, especially home, and of unknown whereabouts.
The rapidly blinking red and blue lights and the yellow caution tape offered a stark contrast to the dark of the night. As he walked home that night, he couldn't shake the feeling that this was somehow his fault. The small town of Avon, North Carolina had never experienced an event quite like this. What was the coincidence that it involved the girl who had lived across the street from him for the past 11 years?
Posters hung on building walls
Of missing faces
Months go by without the calls
The clues, or traces
...
The title of the story is based on the song by Daughtry: All These Lives.
Even if you think this type of story is not your thing, trust me it will be worth your time. Read on to find out...
I hope to have the official chapter one published by the end the weekend.
Disclaimer: Missing: All These Lives and all of my other work are my original ideas and are copyrighted to me. Any similar storylines are simply similar lines of thinking and are purely coincidental. Any plagiarism of my stories will not be tolerated. The only website I publish my stories on is Wattpad. If you come across any of my stories on any other site, please let me know, I do not appreciate and will not tolerate plagiarism. Plagiarism is highly illegal and punishable by law, and I, therefore, will not tolerate it.
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Missing: All These Lives [H.S.]
Teen FictionBetrayal has its consequences and Avon, North Carolina has never seen a story quite like this.