The Truth Won't Set Me Free

October 7, 2017

I need someone to see this, even if it means I don’t live to tell the story myself. My name is Waverly Fields, and I am 18 years old. My parents are John and Marie Fields. I live at 5534 Golden St., Doylestown, PA, 18901, and I have been kidnapped. Well actually, I’m probably not even missing yet. I was taken a few hours ago, my parents won’t be up for hours; they don’t even know what I’ve been doing that led me to where I am now, but that’s explained in the journals. If you find my body, call my parents, and give them this journal, I’m scribbling this down as fast and clearly as I can. It’s dark, and I hear them coming back.

I’m writing this to… to leave something behind. I don’t know where I am, or what will happen. I’ve always felt when bad things were coming, my stomach lurches, and I know that means that something’s not right. I have this feeling now, it’s bigger and heavier than ever before, and I fear it means the worst. If I don’t come out of this, I want everyone to know the truth. Mom, Dad, I love you, and I’m sorry that you’ve now lost two daughters. I’ve been looking for Sadie, or at least some answers, and now here I am. I couldn’t tell you… I couldn’t risk getting your hopes up for it to be nothing. But it turns out it was something. I’ve been keeping a journal for a while, but they’re not important until September 29th, start there. I know who took Sadie, but it’s deeper than just that. At the risk of not being able to tell you myself, there’s proof, it’s hidden in the journals, you’ll have to figure it out. I came across it right before I was taken, but they couldn’t find it, so I had to figure out a way to hide it in plain sight. Don’t forget about me, and don’t let them get away without getting exactly what they deserve.