My cousin, who I mentioned before to AGENT BREAD, is now missing.

Ish.

See, he was in a state of depression about a year or two ago. At that time, he was living in Winscosion (WHICH IS NOT SPELLED RIGHT, BUT I AM IN NO MOOD TO TRY AND FIX IT), U.S.A, and going to a university there.

He seemed fine. 

However, he then seemed to have sunk into a depression of sorts.

It became a bit bad. He locked himself in his room and no one could open it or contact him. Worried, people tried to open the door, but as that didn't work, they called the police.

I don't even want to think about what he might have been doing. 

A doctor prescribed some pills for him to take for at least three years. My cousin also went back home to India in order to take a break.

He seemed better. He then went to a university near our house, in Toronto, Canada. York University.
He was getting ok marks, went to Waterloo university for undergraduate courses.

Then he got kicked out because he failed a few subjects.

And slowly, we noticed that he was spacing out more, sitting in dark corners, etc.

A few weeks ago, he went outside running at 5:00. It started to rain shortly after, a huge thunderstorm.
We got panicky because for three hours of that storm, we didn't see him return.

Finally at 8:00pm, he returned. And wanted to run more. We were a little angry by then.

We soon found out about his medicine.

He only took the pills for six months.

And might be sinking back into that depression.

After much persuasion, we managed to force him to give us his passport so we can book a ticket for him to return to India. His parents wanted him home. Probably to help him. Or whatever.

That took us about two weeks to do.

We managed to book him a straight flight, no stopovers. Canada to India.

Today he was supposed to arrive.

Half an hour ago, my aunt called me. Said it was an emergancy.

Said that my cousing was not on the plane.

OH GOD. WHAT HAPPENED? I DON'T KNOW. IT IS NOT GOOD.

And now, ontop of my headache-that-makes-me-feel-VERY-woozy-and-my-slightly-sick-body and also my exam prepartion because I have exams tomorrow, I have to contend with this.

I feel selfish for getting annoyed by that. BUT WHERE DID HE GO?

Right now, I'm waiting impatiently for my parents to come home so I can find out more. So we can figure out what happened to cousin.

To make sure we do not see him floating around Toronto, because he ditched his plane.

Or, worst case scenario, floating around heaven, because he did something reckless.

I think I'm making too much out of it. But, the way they described it to me makes me feel this way.

First things first, though. I'm getting some asprin.