Fatal Secret.

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*Wednesday 15th October

 It’s getting worse. I have no friends. My family hates me. My grades are low and I can’t sleep. I don’t know why I even bother with school any more. My parents are so busy fighting they don’t even know I’m there. I might as well just leave, it will make everyone happy. I have to go. Just pack my bags, and go*

  It’s a Thursday afternoon, the sun is shining, there’s a clear blue sky, and everything is close to perfect. Or so it seemed…

  “Grace! Gracie! Gracie darling I’m home!” Grace’s mother called repeatedly, but no one was home. Though she looked around, Grace’s mother found nothing. Absolutely nothing. Except for this piece of paper lying on grace’s dresser. Why this piece of paper stuck out so much she didn’t know, but nevertheless she picked it up. It was addressed to her.

 “Mum, I know I haven’t been the best daughter lately, so I think I’ve done you and dad a favour. I’ve seen the pair of you fighting, and I can’t help but feel it is my fault. So I’ve decided to get out of your way. I don’t know where I’m going, or how long for, but I think you will agree that it’s for the best. In case I never see you again, I want you to know one thing. I love you and dad very much, and I owe you everything. You are the best parents a girl could wish for, but I hate seeing you like this. It’s for the best, and I know when I come back things will be much better. Promise me you won’t forget me. I’m sorry, Gracie xxx”

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  Grace’s mother was stunned. She read it over and over, but each time it said the same thing. Grace was gone. Her baby girl had run away, and it was all her fault. Straight away she phoned her husband, who came home immediately.

 “Helen, calm down”

 “No, we must call the police”

 “Look love…”

 “Steven, our child has gone!”

 “Yes dear, but we can’t do anything just now. The police can’t do anything for another twenty-four hours. Please, just calm down. Gracie will turn up anytime now. You’ll see. She’ll come rushing through that door crying, saying how ...

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