Note: I finished my first fanfic a few months ago, and to be honest, I loved how supportive people were, so I decided to write another story. It may be kinda boring at first, but I promise it gets interesting! Pleeeeeeeeeeease review if you read! :) don't be lazy! I beg you! Just give your opinion!Thanks 3
The official worst day of my life was the day my best friend Harper disappeared. It hurt, having someone there for you basically your whole life and then suddenly you never hear from them again. Not just anyone, since Harper was like a sister to me. Up until this day, we gather clues hoping to find out what happened to Harper. And every day we get closer and closer.
Harper disappeared on December 3rd, 2010. That was the day we were supposed to go to the movies as our Girl's Night Out, but it never got to happen. Ever since that day I have also been having nightmares about Harper. Oddly enough, they're all about the same thing. It starts out with me looking for Harper, yelling her name everywhere. I'm in a dark place, all by myself. It's super foggy. Then I hear Harper yelling from a distance. I could never hear the exact words she says, but they're somewhere along the lines of "Alex, help me!" And every night, I wish I could.
December 3rd, 2010 seemed like a regular Friday. Waking up at 7:30AM to go to school, surviving school for 7-8 hours, going home, and relaxing or having fun at night. Except, there was no fun at night, because Harper was missing. I remember we were just coming out of school. "Finally we're out of here, I was dying to fall asleep in Ms. Rubenstein's class," I said. "Oh Alex, she's not that boring!," Harper exclaimed. "Not that boring? I'd rather listen to Justin go on about his stupid doll collection than listen to Ms. Rubenstein talk about what the cosine of x is equal to," I replied. "Oh Alex, you should appreciate the fact that we're lucky enough to take trigonometry in the 11th grade! You know back then, they'd have to wait till senior year." "Wow, that must have been a pain," I said sarcastically. "You know what, cut the talk and let's stop by the library, I need to get some books for my English project this weekend," Harper interrupted. "Harper, you know books and I can't be in the same place," I protested. Harper rolled her eyes. "Ugh, fine, you go home, I'll be there as soon as I finish," she said. "Kay, then, see ya! Oh, and hurry up cause the movie is at 7:15!" I reminded her. "Yes, I will, I can't wait!" Those were the last words I heard my best friend say.