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It was about her again. My head is starting to bargain with me, even though I thought I was past that phase.
We were in a strange old house with white walls. The kind of old houses they renovate and give access to the public. The kind that only looks old from the outside.
We had class in there everyone had their own desk. The twins that were her friends were with me in that class. She had just vanished, there was no body or atleast no proof for us.

I was convinced she could have just ran away.
Booked a flight and just leaft. She did something like that before.
I was thinking hard about it. For a couple of days. It was less than a week since she was gone.
I got frustrated since I have no hacking skill or any other way to get more information than most people. I could just hack into a camera in South America and scan the crowd for her face.. I couldn't try to find out if someone with her name booked a flight.. I couldn't do anything. I talked to her friends about it. If they knew anything. They didn't.
Then I checked out her desk, looking for any sign. Nothing, it was almost empty.
I asked them about her phone. She had left it at home. So we couldn't track her. But we could have checked her browser history. Maybe we could find traces of her booking a flight or a train or even just making plans..
But her parents had said phone and they were convinced she was dead, so why would they let me..

I was devastated once again.
I'm looking for her face anywhere I go. I can't stop.
I was looking for any way I knew. But I knew I wouldn't find her. I couldn't. I was just hoping she ran away, I was hoping she had a better life in joy now. I was hoping all of it for her sake and for mine. I don't know..

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