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Epilogue

Weeks after Jasmine had disappeared, a young teenage girl was facetiming her best friend. They they were talking about a close friend who had just picked up and left. Goldie had cried for days after Jasmine left. Peter felt and unlogical urge to get revenge on Sam. In some strange way... his revenge did happen.

Sam had made a few appearances after Jasmine left town. He had tried to catch Goldie while she walked home a few times, each attempt failed. Eventually, he was caught and arrested after showing up at school. His reign of terror was finally over, Goldie and Peter were able to sleep a little easier from that moment on.

But Sam getting arrested only worsened Goldie's sorrow. Peter comforted her in any way he could. They looked for Jasmine's family or any trace of her online. Nothing came up. After weeks of searching... they eventually gave up. It was a hopeless case.

"Hey Peter, I've been thinking..." Mumbled Goldie to her phone while she finished her homework.

"You've been thinking about her again, haven't you?" Peter responded on the other end of the phone.

"I have... but I can't get over how she left. We were so close to seeing her. Then the bus just... drove away... We should have convinced her to stay. Maybe we can contact her! Sam got arrested! It's safe now! We could-"

"Goldie!" Peter interrupted. "She's gone. I don't think she'll come back. We can't contact her anyway." He answered abruptly.

"We could try texting her again? Maybe her reception was bad when we tried to text and call her last time?" Goldie said desperately. "They're has to be a way to get her back."

There was silence on the other end of the phone. Goldie knew talking about Jasmine was a tough subject for Peter. She knew he missed Jasmine. It was always a failed attempt when she tried to talk to Peter about her.

"You can keep on trying... but it's hopeless." Peter finally responded. "She probably changed her number so we couldn't call her."

"Okay... I'll talk to you later." Goldie said. There was more silence, before the call ended. Goldie sighed and started scrolling through her emails on her phone. She had the last email Jasmine sent saved on her phone. She would read it every now and then, just to get a flood of memories.

She scrolled through her phone, until she became bored and just started looking at some of her classmates messages. They're were a lot of emails and texts from classmates, Goldie usually tried to respond to all of them. After awhile of responding to unimportant messages, she came across a classmate who had sent her a link to a website called "The Universe". Goldie had never heard of it, but before her curiosity would crush her, she clicked the link.

She was sent to a page to a blog account. The writer was a teenage girl who went by the name, 'Jenesis'. She wrote diary-like blogs every week or so. In her bio was information, not about Jenesis, but about her journey of overcoming her fear of posting. It was an interesting story, which ended in Jenesis facing her fear and becoming mildly internet famous.

Jenesis had 1M monthly readers, all of this information intrigued Goldie to start reading a few of the young girls blogs.

Hello and welcome to my blog! I'm a teenage girl and I live with my parents. I have always had a spark for writing. So here I am. I'm not going to post for a while. Just writing to myself and practicing. Maybe I'll find the courage to post soon and that would be the reason you're reading this! My "code" name is Jenesis. My family is catholic and Jenesis is Greek for creation because I like to create stories and many other things. I also have a gift I imagine nobody else has. It's secret so peace out for now!

Live every day as a new chapter with new possibilities.

-Jenesis

A beautiful Monday morning in fall. I'm packed with my books. Yes, I'm a bookworm! And I'm so ready for school. Fall is my favourite season, what's not to love about it? The colours of the leaves, the weather is perfect! It's not super hot or to cold! The sounds of animals and the subtle crunching of leaves, finally the smells of leaves and the crisp autumn air. Even though spring is the season of romance. I can't help but to feel the butterflies of love in my stomach for a certain special boy. A blogger must keep her secrets so it's a cliffhanger for you guys!