So how did I, a regular young girl become intrigued with the mystery of a local girl. Well I will explain.
You see, I never really understood everyone else, my life was perfect until her disappearance, and then, two days later I was diagnosed with depression. Why? I wondered, I always thought I was fine, but how could I go from fine to depressed? Of course I had been feeling low since I could remember, and yes I, like everyone else was triggered by the sudden disappearance of Eleanora, even though no one really knew her.
Eleanora was a quiet girl, I think she was possibly a few years in my senior, or she could have been the same age. I don't really know. She wasn't in any of my classes, she never spoke to me when we passed in the corridor, and i never really even looked at her.
The one thing everyone noticed about Eleanora however, was her beautiful ebony hair, just past her shoulders, always tied with a red Alice band, and her eyes, a beautiful dark hazel, not quite brown, but definitely not green.
Eleanora was a model pupil, she had one the silver crest award ever year since freshman year, she always got A+s. Her grades were higher than everyone else's and she had the voice of an angel. She sang the national anthem every year, at every tournament, at every concert, there was Eleanora singing her heart out.
But that was just Eleanora.
Eleanoras parents were the minister and ministers wife; Father Alexander James Brown and Jane Rosamund Eleanora Brown nee Winters. Her father often came across as stubborn and honestly quiet a horrible man. Her mother on the other hand is a beautiful and timid women, fifteen years in her husbands junior, with auburn hair, always done up in a smart bun on top of her head and supports her daughters dark hazel eyes.
Maybe they were the reason?
In this line of work, anything can be.
Well I should go.
Bye.
