Ellen was still missing, and no one seemed to be able to lay a finger on what had happened. The police didn't have a lead for three days. Not even a tip or a sign. In the meantime, life had to keep going on, and I went to school. On my way, there was a poster of Ellen missing. They were all over the place, before every etalage, even at widows in houses and on street lanterns. When I passed the forest, the trees were also hanging full of posters. It gave me a sad feeling. I thought the search was going to get a faster result. Most girls were scared that they could have the same faith as Ellen if they passed the forest, but I knew that was the safest place to be. Of course, they didn't know that. Only wolves knew about it. Over the weekend, Ellen's friends had been constantly asked questions. Hoping they knew more. Not only were the police doing their job, but they also had other people who showed an interest in the things that could have happened. Journalists from all over the world
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