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Your parents were crying when they found out you were gone missing.
Disappearing into their life.
Not coming back.
Words cannot describe their anguish. Faces cannot express the truth sinking in their minds.
But I was there, watching them as they did so. My jaw taut. My eyes narrowed in slits. Struggling to stay strong for them. To stay calm in the face of their gullibility.
But like them, I'm also a gullible person pretending to be on top of everything.
My visions are blurry. My head is a mess. My head is a mess from the start. I'm helpless, but I try. I try to keep myself together. Keep ourselves together.
A short story, "Missing Person" themed. It focused more of the aftermath. The emotions. The victims/family relative's reactions, kidnapped's feelings, kidnapper's thoughts? All in one.
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