Woah fun time at badminton, bet everybody that includes 15-18 year old's that made me proud, but still scared. I get my phone and dial Isabella's number and I find she is phoning me. I answer
"Steven... help...me" - Isabella
"Isa..b..e..lla oh my g** what's wrong??? Are you okay?" - Steven
"I'm being..." - Isabella
"Being?? (Sound of somebody screaming at her to hang up) ISABELLA ANSWER WHAT'S GOING ON?" - Steven (Everybody at badminton club watches him"
"K..illed.............." - Isabella
"Isabella? Isabella!?" - Steven
Call gets ended
I think to myself.... is my dream true? Is her own Uncle killing her? Hm.. I think constantly while waiting for my dad to pick me up. I get out my phone and go on the notepad application. I jot down notes of what to wear in snowing conditions but will make me run fast because at night time.. I'm planning to find her. And I will.
