What? How can this be? If i’m missing.. How come i’m standing right here reading it? I felt this chill... Just go down my spine. Like.... if i was being watch. I took one look at the newspapers again. Thinking how crazy this was, for me to be missing. The world felt empty after reading that. Now everyone thinks I’m missing. 

 Mom came home from work. I had told her about the newspapers. She looked at me like i was crazy or I was using my imagination or something. So I showed her the newspapers as well. After that, Her whole mouth had dropped. “How could this be” She mom with her face all confused. “Mom I have no idea what they are talking about but I know it’s not true” I said getting my coat from the hanger. Mom said “Be careful” Next thing you know, I’m out the door.

 I was trying to find the person that wrotes the newspapers. In order to do that I needed someone’s help. My best friend from 6 grade is helping me find the person. All we know is that the person’s name is John. That was my fathers name. My friend’s name is Summer ans she know’s everything about news and mewspapers. As me and Summer were walking by a man, He said “What do you poor childern want!!” As he said those words he said it in a way like he was mad at us. Turns out, He was upset about his life. He had to make newspapers say and night, he gets payed but very little. I felt bad but at the same time we needed to find out why he wrote missing child:Leyley. I walked up to him. “Sir, We need to speak”