June 13, 2016I took a deep breath after glancing at myself in the bathroom mirror for about a minute. I strapped my backpack over my shoulder and brushed my hair using my hands. I made my way to the living room and slammed my bathroom door shut. Once I reached the ground floor of our house, with great heavy footsteps, I was about to turn the front doorknob when suddenly I heard Mildred, our maid, calling me from the dining room.“Archer! It's still early, so get some breakfast first!" She yelled, and as I turned around, there she was, racing out of our dining room's archway, holding a paper bag of food. "And here's something for your lunch," Mildred added.Mildred is a single lady in her fifties. Since we were kids, Mildred has been Bryon, and I's personal maid since we were kids; she acts more like our

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

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.

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

"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