An: I've finished another story, on another category, and I thought I'd finish Just One Night, Whilst doing another Friends story, then do the alternative ending for 'My Girl' Of course, the best laid plans and all that. You see I read a book yesterday, 'Finding Judy' and suddenly I had this flash of inspiration in my lesson, and I was like itching to start writing! So I could have done it last night, but things went pear-shaped last night, and the last thing on my mind was ff.net!

Basically the story is about Emily-Michelle, she's 5. After being in a park with older sister Karen, they have an argument. Emily strides off; it's the last sighting of her.

It's now 8 years later, Karen is 16, and Emily-Michelle is about 13. This story shows the struggle of 4 girls struggle, hoping that Emily-Michelle is still alive, and hoping if not, they could finally lay her to rest.

Before anyone says anything, I don't know HOW I'M GOING TO END THIS STORY. It could be the way the author of 'Finding Judy' ends her novel or a different way altogether. Who knows?

Every chapter, I'm going to put up information about a missing child somewhere in the world. I want to stress just how real what happens to Emily-Michelle does happen.

Disclaimer: I own all the characters you don't recognise.

Milun Dhanjee is 9 years old (B:21Feb1994) when he went

missing he was 3ft 11ins tall, black hair, and brown eyes.

Milun has a small brown mole on his right ear-lobe. Last seen 26th August 1996 in Bingley, West Yorkshire,

England (UK). Milun is a WARD OF THE HIGH COURT of United Kingdom. IF you know the whereabouts of Milun Dhanjee OR have A N Y information as
to

where he might be, P L E A S E call North Yorkshire Police (United Kingdom)
on

+44 (0)1723 509552 ask or leave information for Detective Sergeant Peter
Morgan.

Please quote #99231068

CRIMESTOPPERS on 0800 555 111

Finding Emily- Michelle

Chapter 1.

Karen: Quarrel

'I want an ice cream' she'd pleaded with me

'We don't have the money' I patiently reminded her.

'But it's hot, I want an ice-cream' she'd pleaded

'The answer is no' I'd said firmly

I remember it. Her eyes looked so angry, I'd thought I'd see sparks coming out her eyes.

And then she'd throw her temper tantrum. I remember I was so embarrassed. She had thrown herself on the floor screaming.

I'd picked her up, furious & embarrassed. People were staring. I hated that. I remember.

'Stop acting like a brat, and leave me alone'.

And she'd done just that.

She'd set her shoulders back, and giving me a look of cold. She'd walked off.

I'd turned my back.

I'd counted to ten. I knew she'd be at the end of the road.

1 2 3 4 5 6 7 8 9

Deep breath.

10.

I turned around.

The street was bustling with people. I jumped up on a person's garden wall. I had a perfect view of the street, of the corner.

A man with grey hair, chatting on his phone

A woman walking, looking so far away.

No Emily- Michelle.

I'd searched.

And searched.

She'd gone.

It was 8 years later.

The special missing person's day was on CNN.

My family was gathered around he television. Waiting for her to be shown on the television.

The room hushed, almost immediately.

She was staring at me from the television.

'Emily Michelle, was 5 years old, the day was 19th July, 2003, using the best of technology police scored Stoneybrook.

Emily was wearing a bright pink jacket, with a furry hood, and wore purple jeans.

The last person to see her was her 9 year old sister Karen, they'd quarrelled, Emily had walked off, and that's the last anyone had seen of her.'

My dad looked at me, and patted my hand.

He was trying to reassure me I wasn't to blame.

Of course deep down, we all knew my family blamed me.

A quarrel

A stupid quarrel over Ice cream.

They'd lost their precious little girl.

It was all my fault, I was totally to blame.