My Panic Attack Solution

“Jane… your not going to see her again, I’m Sorry but I given up hope a long time ago, and so should you” Mums voice ringed through my ear like a drum.
“Yes Mum” I sighed “I’ve got to go, bye” I answered so quietly it was almost a whisper. Before she even got to reply I clicked off the phone. I was sick of everyone giving me pity or just tiptoeing around me. It was Amy who was suffering not me. Even through everyone thinks she is dead I still believe she is still alive somewhere. I still have hope.
Amy was the most alive person I ever met. We first met in Primary and stayed best friends through School. Everyone wanted to be Amy’s friend but she happily stuck with me up until she went missing. I still remember Amy’s blonde thick wavy hair, deep blue eyes and a pearly white smile. Compared to me she looks like an angel. I have lank brown hair which looks like rats tails and I have tons of fillings. My eyes are a bland brown. They made my face seem dull. My face is just as plain. Just plain Jane.
She was the best thing that ever happened to me but one day her parents phoned asking for me.
“Is Amy there? We need to speak to her” I remember the panicked voices. I felt so hopeless. I was only 12 when she went missing so I didn’t realise how serious it was. But days turned to months then to years. I sighed.
My eyes were about shutting even through it was only about 12. I crawled into bed. I grasped…. Amy was at the side my bed. She looked so real but an older version of herself. I nearly got a heart attack when she started to talk.
“Hello Jane!”
I was so scared. I felt my lip start to tremble.
“Who are you?” Words came out of my mouth before I thought them through. Before I knew it tears trickled down my face.
Amy looked around and said seriously. “I want to tell you something…” She paused “I can’t tell you why but it’s a warning!”
After that I couldn’t remember what happened. But my eyelids grew heavy. And I slowly felt myself drifting. My dream that night was the weirdest dream I ever had. I was in the eyes of Amy the day she went missing…..
I hate my dad! We just had a huge argument but when he told me to get lost I decided to take him literally. I’ve been hiding at the Bus shelter just next to the woods. It was only past eleven. They wouldn’t be worried yet. He properly wasn’t bothered if I just dropped dead. As 12 pasted I started to walk home. Before it wasn’t dark but the street lamp began to flicker until they grew to a haul. I decided it wasn’t very safe for me to just be wandering in pitch black. I decided to call home but as I looked for my phone it accidently slipped out of my hands and there is no way of finding it in pitch darkness. So I made my own way home and the shortest way was through the woods. I’ve done it at least a million times before.
Tall, dark figures of trees were in the way of the light of the full moon. I wasn’t sure if this was such a good ideal. As I got deeper into the woods, it all looked the same. I was starting to get really frightened…. A single owl hooted. I started to walk faster until I saw a small isolated cottage. It seemed to lure me in. I ran for it. The Cottage was quite old and looked dirty. Its wooden frame was getting eaten away and was mouldy. I finally got to the door. The door itself was oak but very aged; there were tiny scratch marks all over the door. I even got scared by the look of the ground; it had tiny specks of blood everywhere in perfect lines. As I chapped the door a man answered. A balding middle-aged man with brushy eyebrows. I heard a scream. I quickly turned ready to run but he wouldn’t let me. I felt his grip on my shoulders his hands dragged me in…
I woke with a fright. My Breathing was uneven and weird, almost like I was winded. I wondered for a minute if my dream was fiction or not, what was going to happen to Amy. I shuddered at the thought. I decided to go to find Amy even if I don’t find her at least I am still trying. After deciding what to do I jumped out of bed and put on an old winter jacket and some odd hiking boots. I resumed it was my imagination before when I saw Amy before but it could have been some kind of sign. I stepped out the door and immediately felt an icy breeze go through me. It was pitch black, no streetlamps on or anything just like in my dream. I walked along an alley leading to the woods, where the stray cats lured. I reached the entrance of the woods, the gates rattled and clattered as I opened them. I stepped into the woods it was just like how I imagined it. It was dark with a slight gray mist in the air. There were too many trees hidden away where I could see them. I kept tripping over them, bruising myself. I wasn’t sure if this was one of my good ideas. I staggered not knowing where to go until I saw it. Almost if God himself was helping me because it was like a bright li

Haha you use my name AMY! xD
btw good story