I haven't written in here in a long time. I've barely wanted to move. I haven't gone to school since April. Dad just keeps quiet, doesn't tell me anything any more. He quit his job. I quit wanting to move. My mentally ill mother is dead and buried, but she took Megan with her.


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Something's wrong. Something's not right at all. Mum didn't come home last night, and I'm worried.

Megan don't -

crap, door opening. Hopefully that'll be mum?

She'll be out all day tomorrow.

Come home, Megs. Just come home.

You didn't turn up to school at all. Not all week. I'm worried, it's driving me insane. Mum says she knows you've gone, she says you'll be back. But no one's searching and trying. Either there's something they're not telling me or no one really cares any more.

It's got to be the first one.

Come home.

Megan's missing. Megan's fucking missing.

She didn't come home from school and she hasn't rung. We've rung the police and they've promised to help but no one can find her.

Fuck.

Of course I won't let you see this. I'd never let you see this. I even waited until you went out shopping with mum.

Only four days left at school.

I wish you would. I wish you could. I wish I could ( Read more... )