Letter from the Future

“If Only They Had Found Me Alive…”

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Dear Reader,

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If you are reading this, then my name has already been whispered in the cold air of “missing.” I was here — breathing, laughing, waiting — and yet somehow invisible. I wrote this from a time beyond my own, in hopes that my words reach the place where I once stood… somewhere between the living and the lost.

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I wasn’t trying to disappear. I screamed, not with sound, but with signs and glances and silence that no one seemed to notice. I left breadcrumbs of myself everywhere — messages, posts, a phone still glowing with unsent texts — and still, the world kept spinning without me.

If only they had known where I was.

If only someone had looked a little closer, asked one more question, checked one more streetlight, one more screen.​

They would have found me alive.​

But life isn’t a movie that waits for its hero. It moves fast, like wind through a field of names — names of the missing, the forgotten, the almost-found. And mine was just another one written on a poster, fading in the rain.

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Please, whoever you are — remember me not as a tragedy, but as a warning. There are so many like me who are still out there — breathing, hoping, praying that someone still cares enough to search.

If you ever see a face on a poster or a name in a list, stop. Look again.
Because behind every missing person is a heartbeat that still wants to be heard.

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I was here.
I am here.
And if only they had known where to look… they would have found me alive.

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— A Girl from the Future