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ALONE


I was so excited, the thought of finally meeting Owen after all these months was just to enthralling for words. He was perfect. Blue eyes, blonde hair, tall and absolutely gorgeous! The ways he compliments me fills me with joy from head to toe.
The date was set. This Sunday 1pm at Tilbury station, I shut my computer down and off to bed I slugged…

My heart pounded as I awoke on that Sunday morning, I have never been so nervous yet ecstatic in all my sixteen years of living. I didn’t want to tell mum, he was three years older than me and I knew she’d just worry and get cross. No, I was an adult now and I knew this was something I had to do alone.

Pink dress or black dress? That was my biggest dilemma of the morning, my hair was flat and a huge spot had formed right in the middle of my forehead, I could cry, this was the worst thing that could happen to me, why today? Why this morning? Excitement was turning into fear. He wasn’t going to like an ugly, spotty girl when he was this perfect human being, I was so lucky to stumble across over MSN. Half twelve! Time to leave, wishing myself luck I headed to the door. He told me to call him as soon as I got to the station; I had never before spoken to him on the phone that in itself terrified me! I didn’t feel ready and I was ready to throw up all over myself. What a nightmare!

Pacing myself to get there 5 minutes late, I sauntered along the road, repeating over and over again in my head the first thing I would say to Owen. ‘Hello you’ no. ‘You alright?’ no that’s rubbish! Argh, what the hell do a say to him. I need to sit down, five minutes to twelve, my phone vibrates; ‘Hey its Owen, I’m just getting off the train, are you here yet? Xx’. Oh my God, this was really happening.

I strolled into the station, trying to look my best, no sign of him yet. I guess it was time to give him a call… *ringing*, no answer this was strange, maybe he had no signal? Ill try again, *ringing*, still no answer. Did he see me and run? I knew he wouldn’t like the look of me in real life. Ill just wait around for a little while, see if he calls me back…

I had a call, as I pulled my phone from my pocket my heart began to beat faster as I saw his name flash up on the screen.

“Hello”
“Um hey Sarah, it’s Owen, where are you? Sorry I missed your calls”
“Oh, don’t worry about it. That’s alright as long as you’re here now, yeah I’m on platform 1, by the stairs, where are you?”
“Ah, cool I’m on my way now, see ya in a sec”

I didn’t want to look at him walking down the stairs so I kept my back to them. I could hear footsteps; butterflies began to flutter inside of me. Everything else was silent; it was just me and him. I turned around to the call of my name, I gazed upwards, to see just a creepy looking man smiling at me, all of a sudden my heart sank. He was holding a metal pole, my sight went blank.

I awoke, in pure darkness. It was cold and wet; my belongings had been removed from me, all I was left in filthy old t-shirt, I had no idea, where or how I’d got here. I had been left alone. In fear and afraid, there was a light coming from underneath the door frame. A shadow appeared in the middle, I gulped, was this my capturer?!

“Sarah…” a husky voice called
I couldn’t look; I couldn’t bare to see this vile creature!
“Sarah…” the voice called again, “Look at me Sarah, or your regret it! Don’t you remember who I am?” I remand in total silence cramming my eyes as much as I possibly could.
“Well, if you’re not going to speak to me this is going to be a short visit… For you that is, I’ll be walking out alive!” My heart literally stopped as that sentence was formed out of his mouth, this meant I had to look at him; I had to talk to this thing.

“Do you know who I am Sarah?” I decided this time I would talk to him, I didn’t want to die here, it wasn’t fair, I was going to fight for my life!
“No, I don’t have a clue who the hell you are?!”
“Are you sure Sarah?”
“WHY, WHY HAVE YOU DONE THIS TO ME, WHO THE HELL ARE YOU AND WHAT DO YOU WANT FROM ME?!” I belted as loud as I could, in hope that someone would hear me.
“Ha-ha, feisty I like it, that’s why I fell in love with you Sarah, your wittiness; you manage to make me laugh even in a difficult little situation like this…”
“You’re a sicko! Let me out of here, please let me go” I still hadn’t looked at him, he had his back to me, flickering a torch at the wall and grasping a knife in his left hand!
“I can’t do that Sarah, I can’t, you won’t feel the same about me anymore”
“Anymore?! ANYMORE!?!? Do I know you? WHO ARE YOU?”

He giggling sickly to himself for a minute or so, “You really want to know who I am then uh? Alright then… I’m your good old friend… we have been speaking for quite some time actually, I didn’t think things would turn out this way! But I know what you will never love me the way I love you!


I’m Owen!”.


LOST



It was the summer of 2008, everything was going right for me. I just got my A2 marks - AAB so chuffed, so to celebrate me and my best mate decided to go on a camping weekend adventure by the sea.

September 16th 2008 was the last time I saw my best friend go right before my eyes. We had an early start to the day, as we wanted to go on our holiday so much. We get up round 5.30am to finish packing our suitcases and to do all the last minute preparations. Grace’s mum made us a big breakfast meal to set us for the day ahead. As I was charging up my video camera I could smell the sizzling bacon and the burnt toast. After we had cleaned up for breakfast I started to use the video camera to start filming our holiday diary. I decided to video this holiday as this is our last holiday together before we all go off to different universities. I started to film Grace packing her bag and asking her if she is excited about our little voyage.

Round 7.30am we left the house with our suitcases and we put them in to Grace’s car. I filmed her mum waving goodbye and started to film our car journey down to the sea. Within 5 minutes of our car journey we hit traffic, because it was a nice day everyone seems like they want to go to the sea as well....... typical. We were still on the road for nearly 3 and half hours on the motorway with the windows down as it was boiling hot. It was such a boring car journey. Once all the traffic has turned off the road, we went whizzing down the road. We saw the petrol had a quarter of a tank left, but we both thought that it would be fine and that we would of had enough to get down to the camping site.

Just before we got of the motorway the car happened to break down. What a good day we have had so far, and it even started to rain. We waited, and we waited. Finally round 2/3ish the breakdown rescue team got to us, and sorted out the car. It wasn’t until 4pm that we set of again. As we were still driving to the camp site, it started to get dark, but it did not bother us as we knew that we weren’t too far away from the camp site. As we drove round the corner we saw a wild rabbit hopping across the road. I told Grace to move to the side or beep at the rabbit to get it off the road as I did not want us to hit it. As we starting to overtake the rabbit there was an oncoming car so quickly we had to swerve back in, suddenly, Grace lost control of the vehicle and we were heading towards a ditch. I shut my eyes.

After being thrown forward in my seat and hearing a clunk I opened my eyes. I looked over at grace to see if she was alright. We both got out of the car and saw the back of the car against a tree. We were lucky to get out of the car alive as the car must have gone round in a circle, I checked Grace to see if she was cut anywhere as well as myself. We then tried to get everything out of the car as we could so that we could go the rest of the way by foot.

We did not panic, as we had a map, our phones and it was still light. So I decided as it is only half an hour walk away. I also had a compass on us, so I suggested to grace whether we should cut through the woods as, it will cut the time and we should get there sooner. I looked at the map for a while to take in before we set of. Walking through the woods was a little bit scary to start off with when we were snapping on the sticks on the ground. We were having a laugh trying to scare each other.

It soon got dark. That was when we started to get frighten by any noises around us. I shone the torch on the map and the compass to see where we need to next that was when I realised that the compass has not been working properly. I began to shake it to see if it would work again. A minute or two later, I told Grace about the compass, saying how I do not know where we are and also that the compass was not working. She flipped at me going mental, telling me we are lost how are we going to get back. I told her to calm down it will be fine as long as we stick together.

I looked at my phone to see if I had any signal to call someone, but what a surprise I didn’t. It started to get cold, so we undid our suitcases and put some warm clothes on, I found some chocolate, as a result I decided to share it between us as we were both hungry and wanted something to eat desperately. Time seemed to pass really slowly. After we had eaten the chocolate, we started to hear different noises. I thought to myself try not to think about the noises, as it is probably some kind of animals.

Grace screamed. My camera turned round straight to her. I asked her what was wrong, she said something brushed passed the back of her. I looked behind her and all around with the camera and could not find anything, I told Grace that it was okay. Later on I also felt something brush passed me, I causally asked grace if she touched my back by accident but she didn’t. We both started to get freaked out. I said to grace if we stick together we should be fine, so we moved closer and huddled together. Grace told me that she wanted to pick up her suitcase to bring closer to us, so I let her as it was not far away, and I told her that I would look out for anything. I heard a little squeal, turned around with my camera and Grace was nowhere to be seen. I started to say grace, but I kept getting no response. I did not want to move as I was starting to panic in case what happened to grace is going to happen to me. I got my mobile out, and found a bit of signal so I tried to call her. Nothing happened. I kept tossing around with my camera looking round to see if I could see anything.

It was around 5am I found myself lying on the damp grassy surface. I must have fallen asleep. As I got up from the ground and managed to pick up the camera, I started to look round for grace shouting after her. I was walking around trying to get back to the car, where I looked down and saw blood............ I followed the blood and to my horror I saw it leading into a rundown shed. I literary ran the other direction and mange to get on a main road. I called the police telling them what happened, luckily they manage to track my markings of where I was. 30 minutes later, I was sitting in the back of the polices car drinking hot chocolate. I told the police what happened, and where I saw the blood leading towards the shed.

After I drank my hot chocolate the police came back and reported to me that all they found in the shed was Grace’s belongings, her suitcase and someone’s blood, but no body....................
It has been two years since Grace has gone missing, I still have nightmares about that night. I will never forget it.