If I Went Missing?-Personal Narrative

“A thirteen year old girl went missing yesterday evening,” The anchorman spoke through the TV. “That’s the third kid this week,” I sighed. Alex looked up at me with a worried look in his green eyes, peeking through his straight brown hair that I brushed out of his face, “But Jane, what if I go missing? Will you find me? I’d miss my babysitter. Who else would teach me all of the big words that you use?” “Of course I’d find you. You know I love solving mysteries and I want to be a detective or something when I’m older.” I didn’t want to think of Alex being kidnapped. He’s so angular, just ten years old, he wouldn’t be able to defend himself. Shadow, Alex’s cat, grazed against my legs, discontinuing my thoughts; I glared into her green eyes after she left quite a bit of black fur on my white pants. I sauntered into my Grade 8 Social Studies class with Mr. Ganna on Monday …show more content…
I made notes in the journal I always have with me and returned home. Time to do what I've always wanted! I pulled out a bulletin board; a printed, zoomed in Google Earth map of the area; some red string; thumb tacks and the freshly printed pictures along with my notes. I tacked the pictures and notes to the map on the corkboard, connecting them with the red string. My mind was racing but my thoughts were cut off when my phone buzzed on my desk. It was a reminder that I had to babysit Alex tonight. Half an hour later, Alex’s mom dropped him off. We went upstairs into my room, “Hey Jane, what's this map with red string and pictures on it?” Alex pointed to my bulletin board. “Uh… it's a… it's a school project! Yeah, that,” I said nervously. “Jane I'm not THAT dumb. Don't lie to me. What is it?” I sighed, “Fine. I found a shack in the woods on my way home and I think it might be connected to all of those children going