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Life Goes On

If I just vanished, disappeared, disapperated or ran away...how long would I be looked for? Who would look for me? I know my husband would. Probably my mom too. My grandparents would probably pray for my safe return. My sister would freak out. Who else? Would there be search parties? And would I come back? What if I was kidnapped? Would I be able to break away from my attacker and crawl 36 miles out of the forest with all broken bones to the nearest hospital? Would I even remember my name? Do they use Amber Alerts for adults? I wonder if it would be in the paper. Would any of the kids I went to high school with even care? How long would I be missing before I was presumed dead? Don't worry I'm not going anywhere.

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