Missing

It’s all come to a head with Alice now. I had to actually call the police this morning, she wasn’t home when I got up this morning. I tried calling her, her friends, anyone I could think of. It turns out she hasn’t got many friends now, well the ones I knew of. She must me with M or whatever his name is.

 

I’ve just given a statement to police and they are looking for her, she’s got to be with him somewhere. How has it got to this? We used to talk, she’s my daughter… I just don’t know her anymore. I feel like it’s my fault, like I’ve done something wrong. How did this happen? I just don’t know?

 

This is all wrong

Mum called me today. I really wanted her just to look after me and make it better but how can I even start to explain whats happened. What will she think of me what would dad say?

 

I always know when Im going to ‘pay’ as M puts it. We don’t go out, buys me something new to wear or make up and perfume. I cant do this any more. I really need to get help but M says if I tell someone he’ll make sure I’m shut up forever and nobody would believe a stupid schoolgirl anyway. I’ve actually been going back to school so I don’t have to be at the flat but picks me up from school in his car and hangs around me all weekend. I just don’t know how to talk to someone about whats really going on…

 

How do I get out of this???

 

Our place

M has a flat! Well actually he said WE have a flat, just for us so we can be on our own together, no-one else.

Just when I thought everything was s**t and he dumped me it’s all good again, more than good…amazing!

That was the surprise when we met in town. He was sorry he hadn’t seen me but had this surprise for me, then he took me there. At first I thought it was a bit scabby – not much furniture and a bit small but actually it’s ours and it has a bed. M joked that’s all we need! Least I know I didn’t do anything wrong the first time I guess.

Well we spent a lot of time in that bed this afternoon. He took more photos which I said I wasn’t sure about but he said he wanted them so I was always with him and he could remember me whenever he wanted.

I feel a bit funny when I think of those photos. M said all his mates do it and trust him…I guess I will.

Want advice?