Sylvia Castillo

Period 1

Missing
I woke up at 8:06 in the morning, it was pretty quiet. My brother is usually up at this time playing his video games, I think that’s the only thing that can get him up in the morning. I got up to take my medicine for my seizures and noticed my brothers bedroom light was on. I walk in to check on him and the TV was on, but there was nothing on the screen. He had his Xbox headset on and his glasses on as well. I smiled and took his stuff off trying not to wake him up. I noticed my mom wasn't lying in the bed with him, because they share a room together. I turned off his light and checked the living room. there was an empty spot on the couch. There was a pillow and a blanket, but no mother. I thought maybe she had somewhere to be in the morning. I went to the bathroom and did the usual. I came back to my room and called my mom to see where she was. No answer. I called again, no answer. I put my phone down and went on my tablet. I was sitting there thinking ' Maybe she went to do laundry'? I looked around and all the laundry baskets were still here. I shook my head and thought some more. 'Maybe she went to breakfast with someone? But at 5 o’clock in the morning'? I called her again, still no answer, I began to worry.

My grandpa woke up and I asked him if he knew where my mom was.
" Do you know where my mom went? I heard someone talking about around 5:30 in the morning. I thought it was you talking to her."
" No I wasn't talking to anyone. I got home at 2:30-3 o’clock and then I fell asleep. Did you call her?"
" Yeah I did, three times, she didn’t answer."
" She’s probably busy. Call her again in a bit."
I sighed and walked away. All I could do was look at my phone and hope for the best.
Its been almost 5 hours since I called her and I had gotten nothing back. No text message or phone call. I really began to worry. I’ve been blowing up her phone with calls and text messages. How could she not respond to me?
I called the police and filed a missing person report. They asked me when was the last time i talked to her. And all these other questions.

It’s been five days since I’ve seen my mother. I really hope she’s okay.

Two weeks later I got a phone call from the police saying they found my mother. I was glad that they found her. I couldn't wait to see her. I missed her so much and now I can finally see her again. I rushed to my car and drove. I was shaking because I missed her so much.

I finally got there, tears in my eyes. They asked for my name and I told them quickly. They escorted me into a room.

I couldn't wait to see her. A police officer walked in. He had his head down

" Where is my mother?" I asked.

The police officer sighed.

" We found her this afternoon...dead..."

I froze.

" She can't be." I cried. Tears rolling down my face. I ran out the police station into my car. I cried and cried and cried. I yelled at myself, asking myself why?

I couldn't believe it. I drove so fast that I couldn’t stop. I couldn't believe it.

" Why did you have to go?!" 

I froze in panic and hit a tree. I couldn't move my legs. All I could think was I'm going to die. 

The ambulance came after an hour of my accident. I lost so much blood. They couldn't revive me.

I was pronounced dead at 9:27 PM.