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MARIANA

Brianna didn’t come home yesterday, and Mom and I were so worried. We tried calling her, but her phone was switched off. We kept hoping nothing bad had happened to her, and we went to bed late, trying not to think the worst.

I took my bath, got dressed in my school uniform, and combed my hair. Then, I quickly went downstairs to prepare a simple breakfast of scrambled eggs and bread. I placed the food on a tray with a bottle of water and headed to Mom’s room. I ...