It could happen anywhere, anytime, to anybody. You could be walking in a city, on a boat, asleep, or even taking a shower. But that didn’t matter; if The Mist happened to you, you could be gone forever.

I’m Noah, and to anyone in the whole world, I seem like your average guy: black hair, blue eyes, light skin, whatever you can name it, I probably have it in one way or another. But something I do ...

The elders have spoken about this day since we were able to walk. They said it could be anyone one of us, this ritual happens every 3 years. It could be anyone, no matter the age, size, shape, gender, it could be anyone. You wouldn't know it was you until it was happening, you would be taken without warning and your family has to find you before the sun rises the next day. 3 years ago, it was th...

Imagine you live in a world where people could go missing at any moment, your best friend, your mom, your dad, anyone. Hey I’m Rebecca and I live in this world where people go missing every single day. Yesterday the news came on and a guy in a navy blue suit said “today, famous singer benson Boone went missing.” Benson Boone is my favorite singer… I can’t stop wondering about what happens when peo...

"Your parents or any of your stupid people have 24 hours to get you. If not your mine to keep"

"Yea yea"

The sick feeling in my stomach made me feel like I was being stabbed. i lay in the middle of the woods In some sort of sound proof bunker. I want my Angelica. The one who prepared me to find her. But will she find me.

I could almost feel how nervous she was when I told her that I was going out...

The Vanishing always happens at midnight.

Everyone knows this. It’s taught in schools alongside multiplication tables and state capitals. If you are Taken, your family has until sunrise to find you. After that, you’re gone forever. No body. No trace. Just… gone.

I used to think it wouldn’t happen to me. Statistically, the odds were in my favor—only one in every few thousand people gets Taken in th...

I wake to my father sobbing and my mother holding my hand tight. I know what this means. My tears fall before my eyes open.

I’ve been marked.

I grip my mother tight. Around me my siblings stir, woken by the fuss.

Even little Lilia understands when she sees my face. While my questing fingertips can’t detect the interlocked spirals on my forehead I don’t remember not knowing what they look like....

My mother has always told me stories when I was younger, where kids way older than me would get taken away and never seen again. I knew it was fake just probably stories from her books she used to write. But each time she told me it was really scary, it was like my heart knew it wasn’t fake but my mind was trying to tell my heart it wasn’t. This night inparticular I was on my bed one leg was out ...

“You don’t know anything about me!”

Those were my last words that I spoke to my father. I regret them more than anything. Today is my eighteenth birthday, my capturing day. The Capturing is something that happens to every child when they come of age. The gist is that when you turn eighteen your taken and if your loved ones can’t find you before sunset then…well you disappear, never to be s...

It’s me

You see

Not we

But he

I’m lost

All cost

It’ll be frost

Truly lost

No family

To save me

Not she

No glee...

I tried to scream. I begged myself to. But it never came out. My vocal chords were strapped tightly together and I could see hardly anything, my vision was blurred, but my hearing was heightened. I knew I was going next.

I just didn’t think I would like this.

Anna Marie. That was the name on the tag, That was my name.

It just had to be.

No clue where I was but I needed to find a way out, bec...