Paper Airplanes

Chapter 8: Paper Airplanes

The police got here after a bit and I was talking to a police officer after I had showed him Mars's glasses. "Can I see a picture of your brother so we can use it to find him?" He asked me. I nodded and took out my phone to find a picture of Mars. I was scrolling through my photos until I saw a picture of me and Mars at the local county fair. We were so happy in this photo. A few minutes later after that photo I got nauseous from all the ride and threw up my guts practically. Mars was laughing but comforting me through it.

I shook my head a little and found a picture of him sitting on the couch doing a funny pose. It was the best full body picture I had so I showed the police officer. He examined it for a few moments then said, "Ok just print that picture out and give it to us. We'll tell you if we find anything out. You think you have any other evidence to what might have happened?" I thought about that for a moment. But nothing seemed to come to mind. Not that anything probably would anyways. One day we were close as sardines and the next we're separated. It all happened so fast, too. I shook my head, "No."
He nodded and waved the other police officers off. The got into their cars and went on off. I sighed a little and Finn came over.
"We'll Find him." He said.
I just hope he's ok. I don't just want to find him I want him to
be unharmed. But that is a low chance. I shuddered at the thought. I went back inside the house and went into the kitchen and sat down. I was feeling so many emotions at once. I got up and tried to get myself calmed down. So I grabbed a pencil and paper and was planning to draw something. Right before my pencil hit the paper I hesitated. The next thing I know I'm writing something down to Mars. I know it's stupid but I just want to try and talk to him. I was finished writing and read over it.

Hey Mars, it's your sister, Raven. If you're out there... please be ok. Please don't be hurt or worse ok. And if you end up getting this in some crazy way, I will find you and make sure you are ok. I won't stop looking no matter what.
Love, Raven

I folded the piece of paper up into a delicate paper airplane Mars taught me to make when we were younger. Throwing those things were a blast and they actually went pretty far somehow. Don't ask how because I don't know. I took the paper airplane and ran outside and made sure it was windy. It was, so I threw the airplane and it went soaring off forwards until I couldn't see it no more.