
Hey, you guys are totally right about Amanda wanting to help people, and if we all acted like she does—guiding people to being the best they can be, then the world, and, for sure high school, would absolutely be such a better place. And, well, if Callie, Nia, and I can maybe help do that too, with this website, as we all look for her—man, that would be kind of awesome. Your comments this week make it pretty clear that Amanda’s message is getting out there LOUD & CLEAR, so now, let’s find her so we can hear it straight from her!
Whether your biggest fans are your friends, like in the case of Pipper and 1Individual18, your family, like Trumpetgirl and BlueRoseGrey said, or even yourself like _Sakura_ and RRRules, it’s important to have people who encourage you to be your best.
Yesterday I was looking through some of my older sketches, and I found one of Amanda in a cemetery. I drew that picture when I thought her dad was really dead, and now that I know he’s not . . .
Well, actually, I don’t really know he’s not. Between all the different stories Amanda told me and the girls about her folks, Amanda adds up to at least three different people. I’m not as good with numbers as Callie but even I know that’s impossible.
For example, remember when Nia, Callie, and I were trying to figure out where Amanda lived, and we each had conflicting stories?
“So maybe for now we should stick with what we know, like the addresses she gave us. One’s got to be real. Callie’s already gone to the Princeton Avenue house and that was a bust, so why don’t we check out the condo downtown and the hotel she told Nia she was living in.”
I turned to gape at Nia. “She told you she was living in a hotel?”
“The Comfort Inn out on Route 10.” Nia nodded at the memory. “But she told me that when I first met her, and she said they were only staying there until they found a place to live. Her parents were going through a really ugly divorce and her mom grew up here in Orion.” Nia shrugged. “That’s what she told me anyway. That’s why they’d moved here.”
An ugly divorce. A dead father. Uganda. Latin America. There wasn’t even a common theme to Amanda’s lies, much less a thorough story…
But what if there is?
Here’s what she told us:
- Her mother worked in Uganda with the gorillas
- Her father worked for the United Nations in Latin America
- Her father died when she was little
- Her parents were going through an ugly divorce
- Her grandparents live in Orion
