The night before my best friend, 16, vanished, she handed me $5 and said, “I owe you money. Take this bill!” It felt random, but I put it in my jar without looking twice. 3 weeks later, I suddenly remembered and opened the jar. When I examined the bill, my blood ran cold. She had marked it with a tiny handwritten message. I looked closely to read it and I froze: there was a message in blue ink that said: “No matter what happens, you will stay in my heart.”
Chills ran down my spine. It could’ve been a simple note between friends, but the timing felt eerie. I rushed to the police station to show them, but it didn’t go anywhere. It’s been 10 years, and though my friend was never found, not a single day goes by without me thinking about that bill, wondering if it held a deeper meaning.
