Kayla
I'm driving home from school and thinking how today was one of those exceptionally boring days of school when everyone looks like that their part of some walking dead society. I'm really starting to not see the point of school, I mean like what if your dream job is to become a baker the most you need is YouTube and poof you're a baker.
I walk up to my house and notice my mum's car is in the driveway. Which means she's home.
"Mum i'm home" I wait for a reply but i'm only met with silence, she was probably listening to one of her jazz records from back in the days. I honestly don't get jazz and why people like it.
I walk into our kitchen and notice all the groceries lying idly on the floor. I don't think to much of it as I start to put them away.
I'm about to put the milk in the fridge when my eyes fall upon a note on the fridge door being held up by a fridge magnet, the note was probably telling me that my mum was out and would be returning soon or something, strange she went out without her car. I put the milk away and head up to my room.
For the past thirty minutes I've been sitting in my room reading a book when my stomach let's me know that the pancakes I ate for breakfast had run its course, so I trudge down the stairs to look for something to eat. I noticed the note again and wondered were my mum was.
I pick up the note and see it's written in a foreign handwriting and it has three other names but mine on it. I read the note and gasp.Grabbing my car keys I rush to the sheriff's office.
Zach
I turn off my bike in front of my house, passers-by who see my house will think sane people live in the house, I mean I consider myself sane but my dad hmm...not so much, except their definition of sane is a drunk who split up his family.
I glance around looking for any sign that says my dad is home but don't see any. Though I notice that our window is broken scratch that shattered but I mean like windows get broken everyday my dad was probably having one of his fits.
The smell of alcohol hits me once I walk into the house I scrunch my nose and walk into the kitchen. You'd think i'd be used to the smell since i've been living like this since I was thirteen, but I still can't stand the smell of alcohol. It's so intoxicating.
After rummaging through the fridge for about ten minutes with no luck of finding anything edible I head into the living room to watch TV. I look around the couch for the remote and don't find it, just great.
I had already given up on finding the remote, but something on the coffee table catches my eye. A piece of paper. Wait did my dad write a note well that's a first. I pick up the paper and read it.
'Don't worry they are being kept in a safe place. But unfortunately I must tell you they shall go through hell.'
It's official my dad has finally gone over the edge. Who the hell is they. I stuff the note in my pants pocket and head up to my room to catch some z's.
Sophie
Where do can you find good help nowadays. I have been waiting for my chauffeur outside school for the past twenty minutes. Once I get home I shall have to complain to Mummy and Daddy. I waited some more when I was officially tired of waiting I pick up my phone to call him when I hear a car door shut.
"Miss Baker i'm very sorry for the delay there was traffic and..."
"Save it Jefferson I was tired of waiting so I'm not exactly in the mood for rambling too"
"Yes Ma"
After a gruesome thirty minutes of listening to Jefferson I finally get home, what is it with people and their consistent apologies I already said it was okay.
There are bunch of station cars around my house and some reporter vans, well it's not a sight you see everyday but I welcome the attention. As I step inside my house I'm attacked by a reporter and her camera crew.
"Miss Baker what do you think about your parents sudden disappearance" what did she mean by disappearance. Then different reporters start asking what I think about the note and who do I think did it. Did what and where are my parents.
"Get back, back" the sheriff starts yelling at the nosey reporters. I am utterly confused by the scene of bedlam that is being played out in my living room. That's when our english butler Bradford pulls me away from the crowd into the study.
"Bradford what is going on, where are my parents" I uttered a little louder than I intended, I might act stuck up but I honestly love our Butler and I didn't want to come off as rude but at that point I didn't really care.
"Miss I found this note by the pool" he said showing me a note in a strange handwriting. I read the note and break down in tears.
Nate
I park my car in our garage and head into the house. Today was one of those days of school were you only go to endure hours of learning and come home to endure hours of homework. School is so useless.
I go to my fridge and pull out leftover Chinese food from the day before. I stick a fork in it and head to the living room and yes before you ask I eat it cold, I am that lazy to walk over to the microwave.
I turn on the TV in the living room. It buzzes to life and it's on the news. I'm about to change the channel when I read the headlines. 'Teenager Sophie Baker is being questioned about her parents sudden abduction' . What the Bakers got abducted but their such *cough*nice people*cough*. Okay i'm just kidding their actually not that bad and I don't think it's shocking that they got kidnapped I mean they are important people in the society who have a lot of money so...
Suddenly I start to have this wave of fear encompass me, where is my mum. Call me paranoid I don't care. I get up in search of my mum.
After searching every room in the house except the laundry room, there was no sign that my mum had been kidnapped. I was probably overreacting but I checked the laundry room just in case, sitting on top of the dryer was a note. Why would my mum leave a note on the dryer and not the fridge, I don't even do my own laundry did my mum really expect me to just saunter into the laundry room.
I pick up the note and read it.
"Sonofabitch"
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