MISSING II

    I sat down on my couch and thought. If they had gone to do an errand, wouldn’t they have told me or at least left a note? And why had they left so early in the morning?  An errand was definitely out of the question. Could they all be outside? I stood up and walked over to the door. I stood staring at it for probably 5 minutes. I re-entered reality and uneasily unlocked the door. A cool breeze blew, and sand grains stung my face. I looked around, taking in my surroundings, which were of course the same surroundings I had seen everyday day since the day we moved in 4 years ago.
    I ran outside, and circled the house once or twice. It just couldn’t be true! My family was missing. The family that had come to all my dance recitals, given me advice, talked to me when I was lonely, my family. Could they be in danger? Or hurt? I decided to call the police station, and to be honest, I wasn’t surprised to find that nobody picked up. I decided to go there myself - it was only a mile or two away.
    I grabbed my water bottle, my cell phone and a family photo. I stuffed everything into my lime green bag with a smilie face on it. Brenda had given me that bag. And while I hate green, I was so happy to have a birthday present from somebody other than my parents that I loved it any way. I hadn’t had a birthday party that year, I didn’t have anyone to invite. I turned ten that year, and our “big celebration” was going to a movie as a family, then out to eat at California Pizza Kitchen in the mall.

     I snapped back to reality, suddenly recalling all that had been happening. My family and the rest of the world… were MISSING.
     I hopped down the first steps and onto the damp grass. I started up the huge hill that was my neighborhood. I could have sworn that somebody was just about to reach the top. I saw a tall, skinny figure that looked like a young girl. Maybe 12 or 13. Could it be that I was just seeing things?


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