note book <3

missing.

today, two years ago. my life changed,for better? or for worse? i'm aspen. i'm 14 years old and a pretty basic teenage girl i guess. i grew up in north Carolina but soon moved to the UK at the age of 2 after my dad died. now i don't have many secrets. but there is just one. now,you probably have no idea what is happening,so let me tell you. it was roughly 5am when i had woken up for school on a random Monday morning,in the middle of June. as i gently rubbed my puffy eyes, trying to adjust them to the light coming through my silk curtains to the left of me, i realised that i was going to be late. as i pulled the cover from over my chest,down to my thin shaped waist,i suddenly got hit hard with the smell of something sweet. chocolate? cake? pancakes? yes!! that was it,i assumed that mum was making pancakes in the kitchen downstairs,that was something she hadn't done in years. i looked around at my surroundings like i usually do when i wake up, i could see my tired,old cat at the bottom of my white quilt. i could see the books that i was reading on the floor from the night beforehand,but something still was missing. something stood out to me. i remembered that last night,before i went to sleep,i carefully lay my note book on my desk next to my small bed,but as i dragged my eyes around to look in that direction,it wasn't in sight.

i shot out of bed as fast as my still tired body possibly could,forgetting that i didn't have any pants on. my pale legs stood still,in the same position they were in as soon as i took them out from under the cover, i turned my whole body in order to try and see that damn book. in that one book,them few smooth pieces of paper, you could find everything you need to know about my life. i even wrote story's in it sometimes,never would i tell anyone though. i always thought they would just laugh at me,the story's were just stupid anyways. they were just things i wished would happen,even though the story's were scientifically impossible,i still sometimes hoped they would happen. i put everything in that book. my whole life was on them pages. my mind spun like a wheel,
"where could it even be?"
i questioned to myself.
i tried to forget about it,maybe i thought i brought it home yesterday but i actually just left it at school? that could be the answer,right? as i opened my door and walked out of my cold room,there it was again. that sweet smell hit me like a bullet,i couldn't wait to get downstairs to finally get something into my system after not eating for hours.

as i moved my little,still pant less body down the hall and into the kitchen,i could see that my mother wasn't there. i shouted for her a few times. no answer each time. i didn't think to much of it at the time,all i could think about was the hot pancakes i was bout to indulge into. by that time,i had just assumed that my mum had just left early for work,and i went back upstairs to get dressed for school. i put on my very uncomfortable and restricting uniform,but i guess i could make it look a bit better with some jewellery. i put on a pearl necklace,some bead bracelets and two small earrings with small, shiny stars on them. i guess it looked better? i pulled my heavy bag out of the cupboard under the stairs,and left for school. but, as i walked down my usually busy street,something felt off. out of place. there was nobody here,nobody anywhere in fact,at first i thought it was just because it was still early in the morning,especially with it being a Monday as well. but as i pulled my phone out of my blazer pocket to look at the time, it read "8:38". so where is everyone.?