The ringing of the bell signaled the end of our class. I haven't seen Sierra and Ever since that morning, Troy stated the two went in the bleachers and ate their lunch there when break time came, which made my brow furrow in curiosity. But I never considered following them or either asking Troy if Sierra and Ever are alone together in the bleachers. Instead, when Troy, George, and Spencer asked me to sit with them in the cafeteria, I joined them. What else will it do to me if I watch them speaking under the sun? And I promised myself not to be jealous of Ever again when it comes to Sierra's affection.
"Tell me, Arch, when you'll be free again, I miss playing pool in your gaming room!" Spencer said, and he tapped my back.
"I still don't know, but my father is playing an antagonistic role in my life these days." I joked, but I didn't even crack a smile. I'm
August 27, 2021"Thank you so much for all of your help. I received your emails, including the images, but none of them are Sierra. And I'd be grateful if you could continue to help me." I took a deep breath, "This is where I'm going to leave it. See you next time for another podcast."I stretched my arms in the air and leaned back in my swivel chair, then crossed my palms in front of my computer as my mind began to fly again. It's been five days since I've seen Sierra, and it's not like before that I've just been grounded that I haven't seen her. This time is different; I didn't see her when I got outside her apartment; I waited for her and even slept in my car, but she never returned. Her apartment door remained shut, and I've never seen anyone enter it.I lost patience yesterday and asked the receptionist if Sierra was inside her apar
June. 13, 2016"I'm sorry for keeping you waiting for so long, but Aunt isn't allowing me to leave early." I flinched when I heard Sierra speak from behind me.I slid my phone inside my backpack and turned around to see Sierra dressed casually in a plain white shirt and jogger trousers."And earlier this day, all drama club members needed to discuss our film for the first day of July, it got moved. It's been a tough start for us." She laughed."No, it's fine. After all, it's not a biggie." I said. I was going to stand up to approach her when she ran towards me, dragged the plastic rattan chair which was placedin front of me, and she moved it and sat next to me.I swallowed, she's only a few inches away, and it already&n
August 29, 2021"I can't believe we're doing this again!" Dad barged into my studio room, forcing me to stop recording. I smashed my headphones on my desk and turned off my microphone."Who let you in?!"Then I noticed Pia peaking through the door. When she spotted me looking at her with obvious burning eyes, she immediately bowed her head and walked away, leaving me with my father in front of me. He's dressed in a white blouse, a navy blue coat, and black slacks on the bottom. Dad hasn't changed; the creases in his forehead have just become deeper because of his constant furrowing, while his hair is turning grey. But something didn't change about him—his terrible nature, and he still hasn't grown as a person."And why? Am I not allowed here?!" He yelled back at me.
June 16, 2016 There's nothing new, my dad reprimanded and lectured me again not to get close with Sierra. Even on how I explained to him that we are not doing anything wrong. Honestly, I don't get him anymore. He was OK with my previous ex-girlfriends, and he was nice to them, but now that it comes to Sierra; he's really showing his true colors and hostile personality and he's not even trying to hide his disapproval to her. In the end, I just said nothing anymore and I just let him talk and talked, because I know that it's no use if I explain myself again. I never win against him. Today is Thursday, and three days have passed whenSierra kissed me on the lips. I'm still not over it; I'm still dizzy and seem to be trapped on that memory. I'm still not sure why she did it; I should've been the one to do it first, but I'll never do it without her permission
September 01, 2021I am enraged and frustrated. I'm so fucking pissed off with everything, since I still have found no leads about Sierra's whereabouts. And it was only a few weeks ago when police officials came to my house and urged me to quit intervening in Sierra's case. They're like malevolent spirits in disguise, preventing me from finding Sierra. And now the fucking media is trying to get me an interview about it again as if we're back in the days when people found our story entertaining. Some people are attacking me on social media, accusing me of being insane and telling me to stop digging and waking up the nightmare case of Sierra, which has terrified many Camden residents. But there are still people who are rooting for me but most of them are just a fan of my podcasts. But lately, I've noticed a drop in my following count, and I completely understand why: I've been focusing so much on Sierra's ca
June 25, 2016 "Can you tell me where you're going, honey?" As soon as I descended the stairs, my mother asked. She's dressed to the nines in her stunning ensemble, complete with sunglasses and a luxurious handbag slung over her arms. "Uh… We have a group project to complete." I lied, and when I offered her my phone, she only raised an eyebrow at me before grinning warmly at me. "We'll do it at Mindy's Cafe." I lied once more. "Hmm. You know you can't lie to me, don't you? I know you and your brother so well that I almost understand what you're thinking." She said tenderly. I let out a sigh and cocked my head "I just need to get somewhere.Don't worry, I'm alone and won't be late for dinner." I reassured her and looked at the wall clock, which showed that it was
"Don't leave me again." Only a few words from her, yet they were enough to rock my world.I'm not sure if it's because of the war in my head or if it's just the fact that what I feel for her isn't something as simple as leaving someone in the air. When it comes to Sierra, she makes everything inside of me utterly tricky to understand.She sat back on the floor and tapped the spot next to her, just as she had done when we first came here. I sighed and proceeded slowly towards her, sitting a bit further away from her.Sierra was still and quiet, her gaze fixed on the window. I'm sitting here, nervous and unsure of what I want, and I'm wondering why I'm feeling this way. Isn't this what I'm asking for? To see her again after avoiding her for days? But now that she's here, I'm back to my old self, trying to
June 25, 2016 We stayed in the library for an hour and talked about various topics, including our hobbies, favorite subjects, and almost everything in between. But Sierra revealed something about her family that I had not expected her to share; I had kept my lips shut throughout her story, just listening to her. Sierra did not grow up with her biological parents, and she has never met them. Since the day she was born, Sierra had lived with her grandparents, and when she turned 10, she moved back and forth between her different relatives. I never asked Sierra anymore if she had any knowledge of her parents' place or what were the reason why they abandoned her since I could see in her eyes how difficult it was for her when she told her story, even though she didn't go into details. I'm just relieved that she feels comfortable opening out to me. When she said that, all I could do was embrace her while her te