lost girl (completed)

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i went to the police station in our city, 'hello, may i ask something weird?' i asked and the man behind the desk nodded. 'i want the file about y/n holland' the man looked at me. 'were not aloowed to give people that' he said. 'well, i don't really care since you guys stopped looking' 10 minutes later i walked out of the station with the file of her. i went home but hide the file, i walked to my room, and looked if nobody was upstais, then i pushed my closet aside and there was my secret room, nobody knew about it, only me. i found it when i turned 16 and pushed it because i was mad.i closed the closet again because nobody saw me comming home, so i hoped they would think i was still filming. i put the file on the desk and opened it. i saw her picture again and put it on my wall. i looked at the file, damn police people use hard words. but they stopped with this man. Charles Love. well, funny last name for a kidnapper. i thought while laughing a little. the house of the man was in here too. well, i know who i am gonna visit today. i carefully walked out of the house and went to the house of the man. i knocked on the door, the house looked bad. i hope she is not here,  she desevered so much better. then the door opened and the man of the picture opened the door, 'what do you need kid?' he asked me. 'hello sir, i need to do something for school, do you mind if i ask you some questions?' i smiled like a kid and the man let me inside. i looked around the house and went sitting on the couch, 'so, what do you want me to ask?' the man said. 'well, i need to know your opinion about the nature around the city, like is it to much? or to less?' i took a paper from my backpack and looked like i waited for his answer. 'well,' he gave me a whole story and i wrote it all down, it needed to look real. then someone else walked inside the house. i got nerves, would it be y/n? or just his wife? a girl walked into the room. 'dad i am home!' she said and hugged the man infront of me. then she walked to me and shacked my hand, 'hi i am rose' she said and smiled. i smiled back and said 'tom' i said and she let go of my hand, her hair was blond, so it wasn't y/n, the eye colour was different too. so i finished the intervieuw with the man and then walked back home. i was upset, what did i needed to do now? this was where the police stopped, and i do understand why now.