The Missing
KatrinaandTiff:
The Missing
Short preview:
"Caroline is missing!" Everyone was searching once they heard the last letter in the sentence. Even news reporters were everywhere trying to get the deep scoop. "Weeks have passed, and no sign on the missing Caroline Adams." Caroline is missing.
Stay tuned for more!
Stelio Kontos:
This looks good so far.
I'd like to see more though before passing a final judgement.
KatrinaandTiff:
I was sitting there. I was drawing a picture of my mom. I was only a toddler when she went missing. I am Carly Adams. Daughter to Caroline Adams. We, I mean dad and I, are living in Veronaville. But I am not liking the place. Yesterday I was raped by a goth boy at my school. I was beaten up by Macio Andrews. I was locked inside of the school for 4 hours. Everybody hates me. But then again, I am Carly Adams. They are blaming us for the crime. But what makes me the most uncomfortable about this place is, well, wherever I go, something bad happens. Yesterday I was walking in the ally, and a bomb went off. I am not liking the way my days are going, but I think I am my mother's kidnapper's target. I'm next.
ryannrules86:
I like it so far. More asap!
KatrinaandTiff:
I was sitting down in my classroom drawing myself.
"Hey, Carly,where's your mum in the picture? Oh, wait,your mum is missing, oh well!" Xavior was the class bully. When he looked down at my notebook, he ripped my picture out and crumbled it into to pieces. I turned back to the picture of my mom and cried.
I grabbed the picture of her that I took from her room the day she disappeared.
My mom and I were arguing the night before she went missing. It was my birthday and I was turning 6. I knew better. I threw my book at her and she cried. My dad divoursed her the day before my birthday. I fell asleep in my bed hearing my mom in the living crying herself asleep. The next morning I looked everywhere for her, but she was just, well, gone.
I wish I never argued with her. It is all my fault. I was crying, too. And now I am crying.
I went to my locker after school and walked outside. Then 4 boys came and blocked all the ways I could escape. Xavior was in front of me, the rest of his buddies surrounding me. "Well, well, well, look what we have here. Poor Carly. Ha! Nobody can come get ya know huh! I bet you $10 your mom is not going to show up anytime soon!" He started towards me with his fist. All of his buddies closing in the circle untill I could smell Xavior's breathing on me. Before they could be stopped, I felt pain, then blackness.
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